Today is my brother Ben’s birthday+. It’s been a while but I still think of him frequently. How his life was cut short too soon. Only God knows why. He was 57 when he died if I am not mistaken. He complained of back pains then he was gone the next morning. I wished he lived till 70 at least to see and enjoy spending time with his family. Traveling, going on picnics, playing with his grandchildren.
Just like my parents, he also appears in my dreams occasionally.
Happy birthday, kuya. Sorry I couldn’t visit you at the cemetery, naipit ako dito sa America. I hope you are happy wherever you are. Love from us.
