Last night a parishioner had passed away. Her husband, Fred had called us this morning around 7:15am. Maybe that’s why I felt weepy two days ago. As mentioned in my previous post entries, I would get VERY weepy when someone that I may know distantly – related or not – will have passed on.
Rose was unconscious when Fred found her. He called the emergency last night and the ambulance came to pick her up. They tried to revive her because she was still breathing. Based on the doctor’s recommendation of her slim chance of survival, Fred made a choice. She suffered cerebral stroke.
And tonight at around 7:00pm to 8:00pm, we attended the first prayer at his house. It’s supposed to go on for forty days. But we only went this one time because it’s really for the immediate family.
He was kind enough to feed us Filipino food of shiny pancit, two meat stuff, vegetables and pineapple cake dessert from Goldilocks because I was STARVING!
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