Goodbye, My Warrior Queen

24 12 2012

It’s such a solemn day, and it shouldn’t be.  I should be excited, as I usually am on the eve of Christmas – my favourite holiday.  But instead, I’m sitting here mourning the loss of my dear bird, my friend, my warrior queen. Read the rest of this entry »



25 11 2011

I’ve been encouraged recently by a dear friend to try to verbalize memories that I wish to have live on outside of my fleeting thoughts and mind’s images.  Part of me, a great part, is hesitant to do as such because they are mine.  They are intimate and personal and to put them to pen (in a sense) shares them.  Call me selfish, but I’m not certain I am comfortable with this idea.  They’re mine.

And yet, I am going to give it a brief attempt. Read the rest of this entry »

No Not Yet

23 12 2008

November second of 2000, while at work, I received a phone call from my aunt telling me that my father was not doing well.   The cancer had returned at full force and he was in the hospital. I called him that night and his new wife (a young Filipino lady barely my senior, to whom he had been wed a little over a year) answered the phone.  She informed me that he could not talk on the phone but I finally got her to hand him the phone so I could talk to him.  I cried and bawled as I listened to him breathing.   The best way I can describe what I heard was Darth Vader.   I ended the conversation by asking him if he wanted me to come home.   He somehow got the words “No not yet” out; those would be the last words he ever said to me.

The following day, my aunt called me again to inform me he was in ICU and I needed to come home immediately. Read the rest of this entry »