My Emissary to Heaven

Do you have a father-figure in your workplace? I did, but our father-daughter relationship was a bit different, ours was a teasing, playful type. He was mi esposo’s officemate. I would make frank calls on him. I would shout call his name wherever I see him. He was my source of inside (their office) stories, we gossip like there’s no tomorrow. There was 1 time when I gave him a false story about myself and then laugh hard when I learned that he made a rumor out of it.

 

But I am not the only one who has a naughty side. He would screen my calls and would buy a lot of time before transferring my call to the right person. There was even a time where I had to hide my identity just so I’d be transfer fast. He also puts our car’s windshield up when parked. And yes, he spreads my false stories. Haha 

 

Our closeness was always noticeable. He would never leave my office without saying “hi”, which always lead to somebody (his body) dragging him out of the office. He would always ask my whereabouts and I would always check on him. I remember how I laugh when he told me how he met his 2nd wife at the wake of his 1st wife and almost cry with the story of how his 1st wife promised she would not let him touch their baby (and true enough, their baby died with the mother during the delivery). I will never forget his birthday, his birthday was my Papa’s birthday in heaven. He said he would be there anytime, too.

 

The news of his passing reached mi esposo while we were hearing Palm Sunday mass, the news said he had a heart attack. I felt pain in my heart but I didn’t even utter my usual “rest in peace prayer” for him. I was in-denial I guess. I wanted to cry but did not, I told mi esposo I might cry at his wake but I hope not. I want to remember our laughs more than anything else. I want to remember how good man he was.

 

Eternal rest grant to your soul Mang Baby Boy Tony, may your soul rest in peace. Say my regards to Papa, will you. And please don’t tell him how naughty I am to you.