To the man himself—my first gentleman, my first heartbreak, and one of the few reasons why I always put “19” in my college intramurals jerseys (so I could always feel his support behind whatever I do) Today is November 1, 2025. This All-Souls’ Day, it is a Filipino tradition to visit cemeteries, light a candle, and pray for the ones that passed away. It is also an opportunity for us to remember them. I visited my late grandmother, my late cousin, and my late father. Today, I get to reminisce everything about my father, Lolito—also locally known as “Planet”, especially it’s his 5 th year—born June 1970, passed away August, 5 years ago. I grew up with a broken family. My mother and father separated when I was 6, and the rest of that is a series of unfortunate events and honestly, were all a blur. There’s the constant feeling of being incomplete and being alone. Elementary school took a toll on me when I can’t have my mother or father in PTA meetings or special events, unlike others. A...
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