Today, August 5, marked the solemn day our country has witnessed, since the 1983 funeral of Ninoy.
It’s 9:15pm now. I started turning on the TV as early as 8am, I think, just before the start of the mass. Still wished that I could be physically join the march, but wanted to watch every moment of it.
It must have been a different feeling when you’re there but what I heard from the homily and the stories shared by the closest people of Tita Cory the main thing I learned is the devotion and friendship she had shared with everyone.
Tita Cory made me feel proud again to be a Filipino. I wish all of us will feel that again and be able to show that we are.
As I was watching the homily, I couldn’t help but cry. We’ll sorely miss her and we think it will be hard not to know that for every rally or occasion she wont be seen for her support and guidance. I may not personally know or met her but her spirit is so strong that Tita Cory affects all.
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