One week has passed and I had to go to La Union to visit my grandmother’s grave before I go to Manila and visit my parents and sisters as well as the rest of my extended family. I said goodbye to Rhodora and her family and thanked them for their company. I thanked my doctor as well because I stayed at his place for one week.
I arrived at La Union at about 10 o’clock in the morning. I still have 2 hours before I get back on my way to Manila. I lit up a candle and said a little prayer. That was the only time that I visited my grandmother’s grave. As I was about to lay the flowers down, I gazed upon the name on the tombstone next to my grandmother’s. It’s the name of the person that I have hated the most. I hated him even though I never really knew him. I gave him the nickname of ‘Trigger Happy.’ I realized that I never did forgive him for what he has done to me a long time ago. I guess it was high time that I did. I took one of the roses and laid it down on his grave. I’ll never know how he ended up being dead. But I do know one thing; he’s just a man capable of making mistakes and he deserves another chance. But it was too late.
I wanted to see the changes since I’ve left and a ride on a bus was the ticket. On a stop over at Pangasinan, a familiar face came inside the bus and sat beside me. Jeffrey? Well, well, well. I never thought I’d see him. He said he’s the chief engineer on research and development at UR. Good for him. He said a lot has changed since I was gone. He wasn’t always successful. But he learned a lot. He had to strive hard because he married at an early age and had to support his family. As far as I can see it, he’s doing quite well and I am very proud of what he has accomplished.
We parted ways at the bus terminal. I will never be sure if I’ll see him again. I only had three weeks left on my vacation. So little time yet so many places to go to and so many people to see.
To be continued...
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