This happened last Thursday, February 22, 2018.
My cousin's husband died last Feb 20. My family immediately went to Laguna when we learned about what happened. He was rushed to the hospital 2 weeks ago because he vomitted blood. Then, was confined in ICU due to heart failure and stage 4 kidney failure.
Thursday came, we needed to go home because on the 23rd, we (me, my family and my boyfriend) were scheduled to go to Baguio for a short vacation. We decided to push through with the vacation because it was already planned last January. And we thought that we do not want to waste the money we had already used in booking for the bus fare and transient house.
So, here's the story. Kuya N (let us call him that) and my cousin has 1 son, his name is D (let's also call him in his initial). He is a 5 year old bibo kid.
We were already home when one of my aunts called mama and shared this story.
Aunt L: Ano ba naman tong si D!? Natatakot na ko. (I don't know what's with D? I am already scared.)
Mama: Why? What happened?
Aunt L: Takbo nang takbo tapos pumasok sa kwarto. Tapos biglang nagtatawa sabi pa "Daddy! Daddy! I miss you. I love you, Daddy!" (He was running around the house then went straight to the room. And then, he suddenly laughed and said "Daddy! Daddy! I miss you. I love you, Daddy!")
Mama: Totoo!? (Is it true!?)
Aunt L: Oo. Tapos tinawag ko. Sabi ko D, halika na dito sa labas. Aba ang sabi ba naman sa akin, "No! I don't like. My daddy is here!" (Yes. Then I called him saying, D, come here. He said, "No! I don't like. My daddy is here!")
Mama: Ohmy! Buti na lang umuwi na kami (Ohmy! Thank heavens we were home)
In addition, D is a kid with no idea about death yet. He actually said that his dad (Kuya N) was just sleeping in a box.