I came home greeted with a bad news. My son's 7 year old friend named MJ, died yesterday from drowning in the pool. It broke my heart when I heard it, even though I've had short bonding moments with him when he was 5 years old. My memories of him are still fresh. He bathed with his younger brother and my son in the rain, they had so much fun, I can't forget. He gave Migue snacks even if Migue never asks and vice versa. I remember he was so proud showing me that he could write his complete name. His handwriting is even better than Migue's who is turning 6 on December. I remember him being excited when he sees us carrying the groceries. I remember he loves Stik-O.
The only things I remember are good things about him because I know he was such a good kid and his parents were proud of him. Although we've lost a special boy in this world, the heavens gained another angel.
MJ at 6 yrs old.
I'm sure he was a very good kuya. He was to Migue even for a short time they've been together.
Surely his mother will miss her sweetest boy.
I'm sure his dad will miss his eldest and all the first time memories he had with him as his first son. It was his dad who really took care and looked after them. I remember MJ screaming in the bathroom for his dad to wipe his butt because he's done pooping. I can't forget his beautiful eyes and his funny smile.
May God bless MJ's soul. You will be missed a lot!
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