exactly a year ago, i still had my oldest brother. exactly a year ago i was just mourning for losing Alan, a very close friend. I remember missing a couple days of classes just to recover. I also remember that I didnt talk to my brother a lot. i hate myself for never being thankful for having him around and now all I have left are his letters and a ton of regrets.
Death tends to bring thankfulness but more regrets. I’m thankful that i still have the people i have with me and im thankful that i was blessed with an amazing brother and a good friend. I regret for not being good enough for them For not showing how much they really meant to me. I was too busy in my own world, just trying to make money and get tatted and stupid superficial worries. I wish I wasnt like that, but now it’s too late.
I miss you Manong Bern and I am so sorry that I wasnt a good sister. I love you so much and I wish you never left. It wasnt supposed to be your time, many times I wish it was me instead.
