Overcoming Death

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Overcoming Death
It was a week after Mom and I visited my uncle when we received the call announcing his death. Uncle Lito, my oldest—and favourite—uncle from Dad’s side, had been battling against cancer for almost a year and he had been coping up so well that we all thought he would survive. His passing was a shock for all of us, especially to my father, who was working abroad at the time and was the closest amongst the siblings to Uncle Lito. I remember Dad lamenting over the phone, telling Mom that he wants to go back here to the Philippines to attend the funeral—to see Uncle one last time. However, due to some hitches with his contract and money, Dad could not return in time for Uncle’s burial.
The wake was held in our family complex
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“I’m still undecided on what I should do regarding my life, Uncle. I’m afraid that my parents would not like what I want.” I confided into him.
He smiled at me and simply said, “I know that you can do what you really want and make them proud at the same time, hija.”
Why do people have to die? Why cannot we live forever? A small voice whispered in my mind as I lounged on the bed. I closed my eyes as I searched for the answer. Indeed, why is it?
I heard the soft murmurs of the vigilantes in the adjoining room and the telltale sounds of someone pouring a cup of coffee, I caught the muffled sobs of my aunt and the comforting noises of the people around her. I listened to the echoes of life around my person and—just like that, just before I succumbed to sleep—the answer came to me.
Because life is nothing without death—death is what makes us cherish our lives.
…I dreamt of the old days, of eating the bland spaghetti Uncle Lito made one New Year’s Eve, of smelling the strong scent of rubbing alcohol he favoured, of Dad and Uncle frolicking around the family complex…and of Uncle telling me to choose what I want for my life. Hours later, as I watched Uncle’s white casket slowly descend to the hollow surrounded by touch-me-nots I realized something else.
Yes, I thought, Life is nothing
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