As much as I want to cry and be sad today, I am trying not to. Pastor/Tito Bob just passed away last night. *sobs* I am still in a state of shock. I can not grasp the right words so as to explain how good and how important he is to everyone in SBC. Maybe it is still not sinking in as of the moment. I am off to go there at the funeral home to say my "good bye" (probably) with Jovan, Rach and Joanne.

I honestly can't let go of the picture of his face at the back of my mind since last night. I slept thinking of his smile and how he hugs me and caresses my hair everytime we see each other. I vividly remember how he compliments every little changes he sees in me as if we dont see each other often like my outfit, my height, and the sudden lose-gain of my weight. Most importantly, I kept on recalling how he lived his life in the honor of God. When I learned he's gone, I automatically asked "What will happen now?" And the same questions occupies my mind over and over. What now?

But Tito Bob, I believed, prepared us for this day. He taught us how this life is temporary. He inculcated in us how God is in control and how he knows this is for the best. I know we are bound to see each other in HIS kingdom sooner or later. I thank God for letting me live this life and letting me encountering one of his sweetest and most faithful children, Tito Bob. Goodbye for now. So long. We will see you soon. I love you.