He’s awake. If there’s anything that’s making me happy despite what happened in the past week, it’s the promise that Migs will be okay. I don’t know how I – we - survived the aftermath of last week’s fire incident in Cabiao. Ten days later, it’s still surreal. It’s as if I’m just living in an ugly nightmare still waiting and hoping for someone to wake me up. Sometimes I catch myself calling Mela, Jessa or Jen by mistake, completely oblivious to the fact that both have gone to heaven last week.

Oh God. I can’t believe I said that. Gone to heaven? Who? My friends? My eyes turn watery every time I remember they’re gone and how they’ve left me and Mela by ourselves now.

I have a lot of acquaintances, a lot of friends. But there are only a handful few whom I have placed in a special box in my heart. These are the people whom I know wouldn’t judge me for my flaws or condemn me for my mistakes. Jen and Jessa were part of that special circle. Now that they’re gone, I feel empty.

I wonder if anyone could fill that special box again. And how. :’(

Jen, Mela, Jessa, Mnel @ the SLCM Christmas Party 2008 where Jessa received a Golden Snowman for being the “Best Dressed” for the night. We’re a rare breed. Someday, one of us could have discovered a new arthritis pain treatment that would have saved many people from pain.