04/11/2025
Kumusta Ka Mahal Ko?
Isang taon na.
Feeling ko pa rin nandyan ka lang sa tabi-tabi.
There are days when I still turn around, thinking you’re just in the next room,
or that I’ll hear your laugh breaking the silence.
There are moments when I reach out, expecting your gentle hands,
your warmth, your art that made everything around us feel alive.
But now I’m gently understanding. love didn’t disappear, it just changed its form.
You live in the wind that touches my face,
in the kindness of strangers,
in the way light falls on ordinary things.
You live in me. and in every person you loved and cared for. You continue through us.
Grief, I realized, isn’t the opposite of love.
It is love.

love that has nowhere to go,
love that’s learning how to speak a new language.
It hurts sometimes, but even the pain has become holy.
I used to think healing meant moving on.
Now I know it means moving deeper.
deeper into love, into the mystery that holds us both.
Where nothing is really gone,
and presence is stronger than ever.
So today, I’m not just mourning you.
I’m celebrating you.
Because through you, I learned that love doesn’t end,
not even when bodies do.
You showed me that connection can cross every border.
even between life and death.
Alam ko, magkikita at magsasama tayong muli sa buhay na walang hanggan.
Until then, I’ll keep listening for your whisper in the wind,
and I’ll keep loving the way you taught me.
honestly, deeply, freely.
your jetro
P.S. 🐱 enjoy the company of our fur baby van gogh. grabe, humabol pa sya sa death anniversary mo. 😭🙏
