His Last Journey on Earth

Today in the Philippines, we celebrate All Saints’ Day or what we call Undas. It’s the day when we give extra thought to our departed loved ones and continue to remember them by visiting their graveyards and lighting up a candle for them. If you read my older posts, you know that my father already passed away.

It has been two and a half years but whenever I see his photos, I feel like he’s still here. My father was a great provider and he worked day and night to give us a convenient life. When my sister and I were still kids, I remember we couldn’t afford branded clothes, shoes, and school items because my parents’ company was just starting. But before my father passed away, he and my mother let us experience a life of travel.

The engineer and the businessman he is, my father was a workaholic and he certainly abused his health to be able to achieve his goals. Most of the time, I caught him sleeping in front of the TV “watching” news or falling asleep at airport boarding gates because he was tired and stressed out from working all the time. He said his dream destination was the Holy Land and he accomplished that dream on December 2014.

On his last journey on earth, my father visited Jerusalem, Bethlehem, Nazareth, Tiberias and the Sea of Galilee, Masada, and Dead Sea in Israel. And before flying home, we took a trip to Istanbul for the New Year.




































This is how I remember him and his last days – smiling, traveling, falling asleep on airport chairs. I wish he had more time. I wish we had another country to go to. But I guess he already lived a fulfilled life.

Wherever I’m off too, I’ll always look for your face in every airport in the world. I miss you, Papa. See you in the afterlife.


If you lost a precious loved one, I pray that the pain and longing will lessen and that the hurt will be replaced with happy thoughts.. always.