Finally, I am able to open my blog and update it. I was busy this passed months like doing our garden, a lot of homework at school and Bert got operated. One day my sister phoned me with a very low voice. I knew that something bad happened. She told me that our father died. I was shocked. That moment, only Bert gave me comfort. I cried because we were planning to have vacation in the Philippines and give something for my father on his birthday. That will not happen anymore now that he's gone forever. We went to the Philippines not for vacation. It was not a good time and only one week. My grandmother is living with my father and she is 85 years old. We cannot show our emotion because if we will cry, she will cry as well. My brother said that my father bothered a lot of pain even before. Even though we cannot see him anymore and that is so sad for us, but in other hand he finally rested.
