The Pain after the Pain..

   "Our families are the most special and important person in our life"
   "Treasure all happy memories, love them so much, never hurt them, forgive them and most of all, unite" Trust God....

    It was January 3, 2011, the first day of the class for the year 2011. I guided my siblings in preparing for school. I brushed up their hair and fix their clothes and love to say "take care"... And its all for that day when..

My Family

My Dear Quennie

January  4, 2011 came. That day, my sister Quennie came to my room and she asked me, "Did you eat your breakfast?". She's my favorite sister because she's sweet and thoughtful. I also tutored her personally in her studies. The I replied "Not yet" and we eat together a breakfast. After eating, she prepared for school and I also prepared for my work. I am also teaching. She went to school and I went to work. It was exactly 11:00 a.m. when I received a call from my sister. She's crying on the phone and didn't know what to say. i asked her whats the problem and she told me that my dear sister Quennie was hit by a Toyota Innova Van. I don't know what to do then. Tears slowly falling on my cheeks. I went to the nearest hospital in our place. There,  i found her in the emergency room, helpless, bloody, and unconscious. Blood came out in her ear, mouth and nose.. I almost fainted. I knelled down and pray to Him.."God, please let her live once again".. My heart is in deep sorrow,. I can't stop myself to cry. Then I asked the doctor what's the condition of my sister, and she told me that she is in comatose-serious comatose.
       We stayed in Urdaneta Sacred Heart Hospital for two days. After that, we decided to transfer her in Pines City Doctors Hospital in Baguio. There, she went to several tests. She had many medicines and nothings happened.. She didn't have any reaction..My mother and my father start to loss hope. Our prayers and our hope didn't seem to response for her.
       After six days in Baguio Hospital, at January 13, 2011 at exactly 12:00 A.M.. My dear Quennie died. She lost her breath and her heart beat. Our world fell.. Our dreams for her vanished... Our hope lost....
We brought her home in our barrio. when people saw her without life, there was a great flood of tears and thunder of cry. My family can't accept what happened. We mourned for one week for her burial. We didn't stop crying.. It was January 20, 2011 when we delivered her in the cemetery.
       Now she rests in peace in the hand and care of our Lord, Jesus.My sister lies in God's arms and she finally rests in peace.We know, she's an angel that lights up our way when she still lives.She's an instrument for us to realize many great lessons in life.It's hard for us to accept the truth, but its easy to remember her memories with us....You know all things,Thank You for Sharing her With us,. We love Her this much.. 
      We are moving on in our life. But how can you say goodbye to a person if you know in your heart that you are not ready for it? Everyday, the pain and the tears is in our hearts... It is much painful after all.. We all know, that she will never get back.......