Yesterday, Jairus and I went to my cousin Franz' babang luksa. He passed away last February 29 in a tragic car accident. He got hit by a drunk call center agent while Kuya Franz and his friends were jogging along Neopolitan in SM Fairview. It was a nightmare for his family, for us. Up to now, I can hardly believe that he's gone because every time I remember him, I imagine his lively persona.
It's your first year in heaven, Kuya Franz. You are still alive in our memories, and will forever be. Thank you for guiding us and inspiring us to hold on to each other before it's finally time to let go. I know you are in peace now. Thanks for the memories. Until next time, see you.
