i do not know if i am to be afraid or if i am to be proud that i am growing old faster than anybody... and that i am turning into something like your grandfather...
i don't know... i actually wish i could've grown up faster when he was still alive. and most people would say that turning into my grandfather would be a good thing...
I lost my grandfather last year, and I couldn't even attend his funeral because I'm in the US. He was the greatest man I've ever met, and your grandfather reminded me of him...he was just like that, telling us that morals and integrity are more important than material things, etc. The day I left the Philippines, he was lying on his bed, trying to fight back the tears as he painfully said, "you're leaving me. I might never see you again
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These are the sort of comments that upon first glance, you know deserve a reply; but takes you much too long to say anything because you have no idea what to say.
When I was young, I hated his lectures. Nowadays I end up looking for someone to talk to about the very same thing. I hate it. I hate myself. I felt like I wasted all my time with him when I felt i could've had so much more. I was much too young for his time I guess.
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i miss my lola.
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When I was young, I hated his lectures. Nowadays I end up looking for someone to talk to about the very same thing. I hate it. I hate myself. I felt like I wasted all my time with him when I felt i could've had so much more. I was much too young for his time I guess.
Admittance is a strange feeling.
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