"Steemit Philippines Photography Contest Week#6 - LIFE STORY - Share a Great Memory of a Deceased Love One (In Memories of my Parents)

in hive-169461 •  3 years ago 

Good Day fellow steemians.Hello Philippines!.
Hoping and praying that all are doing well.

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I am thankful for the opportunity to share with you today the memories of my deceased father and mother.

I remember, it was during my high school years when my mother died.
I was in my third year in high school. I will never forget the time when my father went to our school and talked to my teacher and said to me "we have to go home" , without a word, and not knowing why, I packed my things and go with him. I never asked him why, but there was a feeling that I can't explain, it seems that my heart is trembling, or it's just that I am afraid to know what was really happening. At that time my mother was confined in the hospital for ovarian cancer.
On the way home, there was still a silent between me and my father until one of my father's friend said to him "condolence"....

With that only word, my heart beats so fast and a tears keep falling into my face that I can't stop it from falling anymore until I can't help my self from crying.
From home, we went to the hospital together with my younger brother and sister.
In the hospital, I saw my mother lying on the bed, lifeless... we cried, but there is nothing we can do anymore.

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For Mom, who is in heaven now, though you are not with us physically, but you are always remembered. And now that I am a mother already, I have always remembered that being a mother isn't that easy, I may not be a perfect daughter but until now I am longing for a motherly love and care.

But life must go on, together with my father and my brothers and sisters we continue to be strong.
Time passed by, until the time also came for my father to rest in peace.
Fourteen years after my mother died my father also died at the age of 74.
In this time I am already married and I am 4 months pregnant with my second child.
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My father was a kind of a strict father, he doesn't say many words specially when talking about problems or serious matters but he is a loving father we knew it deep in our hearts and that he cares for us so deeply.
I am proud to be his daughter. I've always wanted to be like him. He is smart, he is a good writer and a good speaker, but sad to say I am not as smart like him hehehe but I have accepted it anyway.

Though it is hard for us to loose our love ones specially when there are times when we remember the memories when they are still with us but everything happens for a reason. If there will be times when we cry because we missed them let it be, the pain is an absolute reminder of their existing in our lives but ask God to give us more strength to move forward and to accept whatever reason it is.

This is all for now praying that God will continue spare his blessings to everyone of us.
I am inviting @jeanalyn, @janeaugusto and @autumbliss to join this game.

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Thank you and more power..

Always,
@jenniferocco

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Judge: @juichi

Criteria for judgingRate 0-10
1. Relevance to the theme.9.7
2. Creativity.9.7
3. Technique.9.7
4. Overall impact.9.7
5. Story quality.9.7
Total Rating9.7

Thank you po..God bless

Nicely written story that it doesn't need a genius to figure out what it means when you heard your father's friend said "condolence".
Overall rating: 10

Wow thank you very much for the rating..God bless you po..

Thanks for the appreciation po..