I know I have mentioned in my other blog that I will focus on the good side of the aftermath of typhoon Yolanda. But I could not stop myself to stop thinking of the what had happened. The more that I could not avoid thinking and missing my brother and his children. Every time I remember I could not help but cry. Moving on is so difficult because we know they could have survive the seawater only if they stayed with us instead of staying staying in the house of my Aunt. Amyway, they are with our creator now. I shall try to accept the fact that they will be gone forever and that we only be holding of their memories forever.