Always stay near God my dearest friend....

One of the things I do enjoy out of blogging is...gaining some friends from around the world. And suddenly I remember my good good friend Carlos de Almeida of Portugal. The late Carlos de Almeida. I remember him by this song where we became close after I asked him what the title was. He answered and that was the start of our friendship. He was an old but a very pleasant and joyful man from Portugal. He had two blogs and during those times when he was still alive, there never was a day that I didn't visit his blog, same way he did. Sometimes he would send messages about how he spent long drive just so to visit his mom who's 84 that time, always during Wednesday and one time he told me he had renewed his DL so he was driving with no license, too bad I told him. He would teased me about  him eating choco ice cream, coz I told him I didn't like it at all. Never, and he would say why on earth did I hated it when in fact everyone must be craving to have some. He chuckled when I told him I didn't like it because it would only make my teeth look grossly dirty.Then one day I heard him complained that he was having acid reflux...an illness that's Adam to me...so I made a research about it. He was able to send me a message that he would just be away in a few weeks for his medications. And promised that he'd be back in time. Then, it shocked me to see one day that there's some messages on his chat-board that he passed away. For the very first time, I did cry for a friend I have yet to meet. Though oceans apart ... the bond of friendship was developed via constant hi and hello and via music. From his blogsites "Tessnisse" and "O Papa Xicolates" and untimely demise, I gained another friend who I care a lot...she's Carlos' friend too, and now...we are the best of friend indeed no matter how thousands of miles we are apart. I wish to see her, crossing my fingers. I knew it was Carlos initiative to let our paths meet via his blogsites. Now we consider him as our angel.

how his blog looked like!

PS/ While writing this I was planning to  make a link to his websites...oh dear...they're both cancelled, I didn't know that if the blog goes idle, the admin has the right to removed it from the system ...had I known I would have it saved...am so sadden now that I won't ever see them again. Snifffffffffffffff!!!


PS/ My friend just sent this link about Carlos...although it cannot be opened just the same...it warms our hearts...We miss you Carlos!!!

His time seemed too all brief...

" Don't grieve for me... "

We went to see Ludwig on his last few days here on earth, his wake seemed to be so peaceful...calm and serenely mournful. Arrived there late at night with my few young friends...Angel, Anthony, Michael Vincent, and my kids. I went inside to see the mother...Tita had just came back from Korea immediately upon learning the news. A asked her if she had any premonition about any. She told me that on that fateful day she had dreamt of the young Ludwig being chase by a man with a stick...she felt so uneasy and unspirited that day....a mother's instinct I guess. No one seemed to tell her what's happening, she heard of the news but no one has the nerve to tell that his son was one of the fatalities. She then called someone in Camp Crame to ask if someone by the name Ludwig Salvador was one of the positively killed soldiers in Basilan clash. Tha other line asked who she was. She told the other line that she was just a friend. When confirmed...she cried in pain. Twelve long years na tiniis nyang hindi makita ang kanyang anak, now how could she turn back the hands of time now...now that his beloved son is lying cold...sigh...I wonder where she gets her strength now, losing a son. Sila ang dahilan kung bakit nagtitiis syang d sila mayakap at mapagsilbihan para lang makapaghanap-buhay ng marangal. Para maitaguyod ang kanilang pamilya. My heart is broken to see Tita...the mother, crying for her son's untimely demise...

Btw, the father is a retired Scout Ranger with a lot of achievements too. Maybe Ludwig got the inclinations from his father. Once a great soldier in his heyday.
Ludwig had left his parents and his two siblings...still single and full of hope to serve his countrymen.

Let us not forget to pray for the reposeful rest of their soul.
Let God now be their guide to their final destination.
To Ludwig and his co-mistah... "May the good LORD be your guiding light now...and ever!"

KUDOS to you our young batallions!!!