A somber moment during the holidays
I was just getting ready to see my friends for our Christmas dinner and Secret Santa exchange when I received the call that my grandfather has passed away. That was Friday afternoon….
When I received the news, my first thoughts were of my father. He was my Lolo’s favorite son, out of the ten boys - the closest one to him. When I spoke to him, he didn’t sound too upset except for the one brief moment where he cried. But that’s always like my Papa - the rock of the family, the one they all rely on (sometimes a little too much, in my opinion). It’s times like these that I wish I was there to comfort him. He’s always being strong for everyone else, who’s there to be strong for him?
Although my relationship with my grandfather wasn’t that great, I still feel deeply saddened. Growing up, I always had that sense of resentment towards him. His relationship with my brother and I weren’t the same as that of our other cousins. Nevertheless, we were still always around him as kids and he is still my Lolo. I still remember playing house with the cousins at the "bahay-kubo" that was in front of our grandparents’ house, I still remember spending Christmas day at their house and meeting up with the rest of the Sanchez cousins. Inspite of the type of relationship I had with him, he is still my Lolo and my prayers are with him. Rest In Peace, Lo…..
