Todays is Feb 9, 2016.

9 years na pang since you left us. Dalia ra sa panahon no? Grade 6 ko ato. Di pjod ko kalimot how it all ended unya wa jod ko kabalo unsa ako buhaton. I saw you struggle dayon wala jod koy nahimo kay lagi nahadlok ko. Everyone cried that day. Until mao to, gikuha na jod na Niya. Wala ka kaapil sa akoang graduation sa elementary, you would've pinned my medal. I-congratulate pa unta ko nimo for graduating with honors and give me your warmest hug. All my life I've been longing, what is it like to grow with a manly figure inside the house. Bunalan pod kaha ko nimo basig highschool na or college? Protective pod ba kaha ka na father just like other fathers around? Unsa pod kaha imo ikatambag sa akoang love life and career? Those questions were left unanswered kay lage unfortunately you made your way across the stairs up. But all is well now. I've moved on. Dugay na sab kaayo man. 9 years. Gimingaw rako atong time nga nikaon tas Jollibee dayon milingkod ta dretso. Wala ta nilinya but instead you called one of the waiters and ordered. Haha that was lit. Unforgettable.

Ps. Imy and ily pang. Gimingaw na mi nimo. Labaw na akong inahan, syempre one great love god.