Don’t Forget to Pull Out the Grasses

I was still a one-year old child when my grandmother passed away. I was too young in that time, that I couldn’t remember how she died. I couldn’t even remember her face. Her pictures were the only things that made me remember her face.

      My grandmother’s tomb was located in our farm. My grandfather decided to put it there so that he could visit it anytime. He was already old at that time so it would be hard for him to go to the cemetery which was far from his house every time he wanted to visit my grandmother’s tomb. At that time also, my mother and father were helping him at in the farm every weekends. Our family used to visit him twice or thrice a month.

      Every time we visit our grandfather, my mother always found time to visit my grandmother’s tomb and clean it. She swept the dry falling leaves and pull out the grasses near the tomb.

      After a year, my grandfather found a person that would help him in the farm. My parents were also busy at school because both of them are high school teachers. During that time we seldom visit our grandfather as well as the tomb of my grandmother.

      When my mother bore my younger sister it took her moths being not able to visit my grandmother’s grave. Then one night she had a dream. In her dream, she arrived at our house from school when she saw my grandmother sweeping the fallen le3aves and pulling out the grasses that have grown old. My mother asked her, “Nay why are you doing that? You should have left that to me.” Then my grandmother answered, “No its fine. I just don’t like to see these grasses. It looks messy.” Then my mother woke up. It was her first time to saw my grandmother in her dream from the day my grandmother passed away.

       So when Saturday came my mother visited my grandmother’s grave. To her surprise she saw that the grasses had grown old and there were many fallen leaves as if it was not cleaned for years. She then concluded that maybe my grandmother wanted her to visit the tomb and clean it that’s why she had that dream.

      That experience of my mother made me believe that dead communicate with the living. They are giving signs through dreams. If they don’t, why did my mother had that kind of dream? In her dream my grandmother gave a clue on what my mother missed to do. Maybe it was her way to let my mother remind that it’s been too long since she had visited my grandmother.

Don’t Forget to Pull Out the Grasses

I was still a one-year old child when my grandmother passed away. I was too young in that time, that I couldn’t remember how she died. I couldn’t even remember her face. Her pictures were the only things that made me remember her face.

      My grandmother’s tomb was located in our farm. My grandfather decided to put it there so that he could visit it anytime. He was already old at that time so it would be hard for him to go to the cemetery which was far from his house every time he wanted to visit my grandmother’s tomb. At that time also, my mother and father were helping him at in the farm every weekends. Our family used to visit him twice or thrice a month.

      Every time we visit our grandfather, my mother always found time to visit my grandmother’s tomb and clean it. She swept the dry falling leaves and pull out the grasses near the tomb.

      After a year, my grandfather found a person that would help him in the farm. My parents were also busy at school because both of them are high school teachers. During that time we seldom visit our grandfather as well as the tomb of my grandmother.

      When my mother bore my younger sister it took her moths being not able to visit my grandmother’s grave. Then one night she had a dream. In her dream, she arrived at our house from school when she saw my grandmother sweeping the fallen le3aves and pulling out the grasses that have grown old. My mother asked her, “Nay why are you doing that? You should have left that to me.” Then my grandmother answered, “No its fine. I just don’t like to see these grasses. It looks messy.” Then my mother woke up. It was her first time to saw my grandmother in her dream from the day my grandmother passed away.

       So when Saturday came my mother visited my grandmother’s grave. To her surprise she saw that the grasses had grown old and there were many fallen leaves as if it was not cleaned for years. She then concluded that maybe my grandmother wanted her to visit the tomb and clean it that’s why she had that dream.

      That experience of my mother made me believe that dead communicate with the living. They are giving signs through dreams. If they don’t, why did my mother had that kind of dream? In her dream my grandmother gave a clue on what my mother missed to do. Maybe it was her way to let my mother remind that it’s been too long since she had visited my grandmother.

I Stop to Say Thank You to my parents

The basic unit of the community is the family. It is the most important factor that develops ones personality for it is in home that a person is first taught how to live life. Family is the most valuable thing that we will always carry until the end of our life.

            As I what I observe, these days many homes have been broken. I always wonder why these people lose this precious gift. Moreover, in other countries senior citizens are sent in home for the aged to be taken care by other people instead by their sons and daughters. I really felt pity for our grandparents who are in this situation. They don’t deserve to be in that kind of place. They deserve to feel the love of their children as an exchange to the love that they have given to them during their dependent years.  But despite of that there are still many people who value family very much and have strong family ties especially on us, Filipinos.

            Valuing our family especially our parents is such a wonderful thing. The love of our parents is undying. Even how many times we broke their hearts this love will never vanish. We should show them that they are important to us.  For me, I want to show them their value for me by prioritizing my studies because this is the way that someday I can show them how ‘much I love them. Ten years from now, I will be the one to take care of them more than how they took care of me from the day I was born until the day of my independence. It is my way of paying them for all the things they have done to me that develop me as a person.

           So if I’ll be given chance to say thank you to them now, I will tell them how much I love them and tell them how I thank God for bringing them in my life.

          “Your friends might leave you but your family will always be there to stay for you.”

   As I’m writing this blog I remember one of my high school teacher said this line and I came in a realization that the only people I have since my the day of my existence begin is my family. In times of need the people that will always be there for me are my parents. Parents don’t want to see their children being hurt. They are the best shoulders to lean on when problem strikes.