They kept referring to him as “the child”.
I wanted to scream at them that “hey, the child has a name!”
That beautiful child’s name is Luijoe.
But I did not yell at them because…
The tears just rolled.
I was surprised. I don’t easily tear. Perhaps, it doesn’t get easy when confronted this way, even if it’s 7 years after Luijoe drowned.
Hearing my husband and the representative of the resort’ narration of the accident seemed surreal. Some memories bring back the pain, but some bring back memories of joy as well.
So many non-bloggable things to say about today’s mediation hearing . To put it mildly, let’s just say it didn’t turn out too well but we hope…
Justice, my son will come. I will be patient.















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July 21st, 2007 at 1:22 am
It sure will. One way or another. Keep being strong. *hugs*
July 21st, 2007 at 1:36 pm
the tears are understandable, Noemi.
July 23rd, 2007 at 3:05 pm
Hugs, Ms. Noemi.
On the lighter side, that mediation thing?It’s just another rip-off, methinks. Whether the parties come to a compromise agreement or not, the mediation board gets paid.
July 23rd, 2007 at 5:14 pm
This post, and its links, make my heart ache.
July 23rd, 2007 at 7:49 pm
@lemon- talaga!
@Sam- yes it’s very heartbreaking.
July 26th, 2007 at 3:33 pm
My prayers are with you & your family Noemi. No matter what happens, you’re doing what’s right for your family.
July 27th, 2007 at 11:27 am
Mine is a different fight for “justice”, but I just don’t understand why it takes so long! Though it is good that the case is “moving”. Thank you for pursuing it despite the hassles. I’m sure your Angel really appreciates it.
July 29th, 2007 at 11:29 pm
It’s okay to cry Noems. But Luijoe — he’s fine!