#4 Dead but silently communicating the living

   It is hard to accept that when our loved ones passed away they will never return and be as close as they used to but their memories never left in our hearts. Seems like they are always around because of the memories and the presence they made for us to remember them also, that is the way they communicate us - the living.
   In my experience, my Uncle communicate me in my dreams. It is ironic because I only knew his name and not his life story because we often meet to each other and talk about serious matters I was 12 years old that time and I first know his name was at the funeral homes already. It feels strange because I encounter bad dreams I never expected that made me wake up immediately and trying to figure out what my uncle really wants for me. I shared that to my grandmother who knows the story of my Uncle and she advices me to have a prayer for my Uncle's soul and when we visit at the cemetery we offer him a prayer and lighted the candle for him. After that, my Uncle never appear in my dreams anymore and I can say that prayer is effective that letting us meditate esp. to Our Creator. That's all I can share in this blog..thanks for reading! ♥

#3 I stop to say thank you mama and papa

I think that people value family these days is by talking to their dearest children especially when they are growing up,finish a course degree, when they got a stable job after a graduation. I will show my value to my parents 10 years from now by being with them where in spending time is the most precious I can give, enjoying the days knowing that how much thankful I am to have them, to let them experience relaxation or to have a worry-free surrounding because it is not easy to take good care of a child and the sacrifices they face just to send us in school and of what they done for us to be a better person. I usually say to my mama and papa " salamat ma ha? or salamat pa ha? " with matching hug and smiley face. ♥