You Will Be MissedWednesday, December 29, 2010Traveliztera
Tuguegarao City, December 19, 2010 - Fire broke out and razed Bed and Breakfast Pension House, killing 16 people, which included 10 nursing graduates who were supposed to take the nursing licensure exam.
Last December 20, 2010, I was at a Christmas Party when my friend turned on the TV and the news about the fire was shown. It was the topic at that moment and of course, I felt bad about what happened.
Fast forward to December 23, 2010. I was at my Aunt's house, hanging out with my cousins while "Bandila", a local evening news show, was on the television. I quickly looked at the news and they were featuring one of the nursing graduates who died in the Cagayan fire. I suddenly saw a familiar face on the picture that was resting on a coffin. Then I saw some people crying and they were all familiar too. I saw scenes from the cemetery, a gravestone of the victim's father, with a name that I've encountered before. A woman was shown, giving a speech, saying that the victim's father and grandmother also died on the same month back then. I knew the story even before hearing the speech because my friend told me this last year and now, he's gone.
I stood in front of the television. Shocked. Plenty of thoughts inside my head.
"Is this really Ronnie?"
"Is he really gone?"
"He just messaged me a few days ago... Wait, is this really him?"
Denial. A common reaction. But I was wishing that I was wrong with what I have seen. I decided to call his number. It was unavailable. I couldn't wait to go home to check his Facebook page.
I remember that he even tried to chat me up on Facebook 2 or 3 days before the tragedy, but I wasn't able to reply right away because I wasn't in front of the laptop when he messaged me. Upon returning, I saw his message: "Hi! How are you?" But he already went offline.
I arrived yesterday and I saw his Facebook page. I saw a lot of farewell messages. My cousins also posted a link of the news from QTV on his wall which I reposted right away. He was gone. He really was.
The first and last time I saw him was at my 3rd cousin's wedding. I didn't know he was there. I just saw him marching down the aisle and I didn't know it was him at first glance. I just said "Familiar." Then he saw me from the seats and then waved at me excitedly, saying "Steph!" After the wedding, he approached me and we talked for some time. That was the first and last face-to-face talk we had. I actually knew him first through my cousins. My 3rd cousins from Canada visited us last year for the first time and I think Ronnie saw me through their Facebook page and thought I was also his cousin so he added me up. We learned that we weren't really blood-related but that his cousins were my 3rd cousins.
We would have small talks through SMS and Facebook and I was so happy for him when I saw one of his Facebook photo albums entitled "GRADUATION DAY. finally, i made it!"
Then this happened.
He is a huge loss. His jolly aura shall be missed. Though we weren't really able to talk that much and that we only knew each other for a year, I will always remember him as the boy who is always smiling and making other people laugh. We are all in grief, but I am sure he is in good hands and is happy with our Father up there, along with his grandmother and father.