Wednesday, May 17, 2006

The Unspoken Promise

A good family friend passed away 2 days ago. Everyone was shocked, surprised, dumbfounded, stunned, and every other word that describes an overwhelming feeling of unexpected blow. For so many days, weeks, months, and years, he was up and about... nobody ever having an idea that his life would end in his 36th year.

Of course I, too, was shocked. We didn't have a close connection whatsoever, though. There's just one memory of him that keeps on flashing in my head. His 3-year old son, Juan, is very fond of me for some reason. I have been told that even in their home, Juan keeps on calling for my name. Sweet, huh? Because of this, the father would always tell me: "..dapat ring-bearer si Juan sa wedding mo ah... magtatampo yun pag hindi..." In a great way, thinking about that certain reminder of his makes me realize that I am making a vow and a promise to this father. To this father who is now in the arms of God. Although it is an unspoken promise, I vow to do make Juan, his 3-year old son who doesn't have any idea of what has happened to his father, my ring-bearer in my wedding... no matter how old he may be when the time comes. Well, I really can't imagine having a teenager bring our wedding rings to the altar. But regardless of that possibility, I am keeping my promise.

5 comments:

Shadow in the Moonlight said...

hey really interesting and entertaining ... all your posts! My exams are coming up and I spend the day buried in books and when I want a break, I log on and read yours and the blogs of my other pals.
Like what you wrote about the Da Vinci Code, read the book too, wanted to see what the ruckus was about. The book is engaging even though its all nonsense. I guess the author must have written it mainly to be catapulted into the limelight, which has obviously worked. But what is interestin is that by this kind of controversy, we actually get to know what kind of Catholics we are. I mean what one requires is faith, if that is there, no power on earth (or hell) can shake that. I'm a Catholic too, and I know how I happened to have this faith in HIM, because of somethin that happened when I was in the 6th standard. Ironically it was the fear of nuns (studied in a convent school, and there were a few scary nuns there) that brought on this faith. What about you .... what was it that made your faith this strong?

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Karen said...

Ate!

Hallo! You know, this post just gave me goosebumps!