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Heartbreak after heartbreak

I don’t know when it started. All I know is that I’m almost scared to browse my social media now.

A lot of things have weighted me down these couple of weeks. Maybe a little (or a lot) burned out after the past storms. Horrible images of the helplessness of my countrymen. And then there’s the work that needs to be done… that I’m struggling to figure out.

Yesterday, I catch the news of Fr. Tim Ofrasio’s passing. I never knew him personally but he had a presenceu during the Traditional Latin Mass he said in Ateneo.

Then today, I saw the letter saying my High School will be closing its doors. Or at least, the missionaries in-charge will be leaving the Archdiocese, leaving Chevalier School.

My High school may not be as well-known outside of Angeles City but it has become part of local history. Shutting it down is a tremendous pain to me with all the memories I have with it.

So it’s just one after the other. Ache after ache. Pain that’s almost swelling into tears that just haven’t burst yet. So the pain remains.

tahanan

tahan Tagalog, to cease or to stop crying.

does ‘tahanan’ come from the word ‘tahan’?

similarly, Kapampangan for a place of residence is sometimes called ‘tuknangan‘ and it has the word ‘tuknang‘ in it, which also means ‘to stop’

this is just a personal reflection on how these words carry more weight today because a lot of people lost their homes. nawalan ng ‘tahanan‘ — the place where everyone is supposed to stop and find comfort from their fears, pain, and sorrow but can’t right now. 😢