A letter to my son in heaven

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Dear Luijoe,

It’s been 17 years . 17 years today…


  • without seeing your impish smile,
  • without receiving wild flowers with a note “I love you so very much, mama”
  • without your gentle reminder to pray
  • without your lectures on parenting
  • without your crazy jokes
  • without pinching your handsome cheeks

These are all vibrant memories now tucked in my heart which I stitched back together.

Oh yes. the tears still stream down my cheeks just like today because I miss you terribly. Love never died even if you are gone from my embrace. Seventeen years ago, I felt the world swallowed me up. I thought I could not live with the unbearable gut-wrenching pain in my heart. At times, I thought I went crazy. I barely survived. I had to find that courage to live because your two sisters and dad needed me. That difficult journey left me literally with a broken heart but not too broken because why did God give me a second wind in life to make a difference in this mortal world?

Last night I asked your dad what would I be doing right now if you were still here. Definitely not a blogger. You know I only blogged because I wanted to comfort others in pain like me. This pain that will always be part of me for the rest of my life. Look, even VeePress thought my blog dedicated to you is worthy to be an ebook.

Come to think of it, I would probably still be a stay-at-home- mom until you  leave home like your two sisters did.

I wonder if you would still lecture me on “mom…it is like this..” You and your sisters were the best teachers on parenting that books could not deliver. I learned so much.

Today, I reflect about this new life , this new normal without you. From a zombie-like existence, I chose to live a meaningful life not for myself initially but because I knew you would have wanted me to choose happiness over misery. This new normal is not anymore for you but for myself.

My new life is so much better. I should feel guilty because I would trade my life in an instant if I could have you back in my arms. But see, I love who I am now ever since you died 17  years ago. I don’t recognize my old self. Back then, my life purpose was to be just a doting mother to you and your two sisters , apathetic of what happened outside our cozy home. How could I ever imagine a life after a death of my precious child? Impossible but I did. It must be true that you are here with me, your spiritual presence, and just standing by me , encouraging me to move on with my new normal.

Today, I give back this gratitude for the joy of this new life I have been blessed. I hope you are proud of me. I want to be a blessing to others and to my country. I am having the time of my life yet at times face challenges in fighting for a cause like that crying boy, human rights and other worthy issues. The lessons of the pain brought by your death gave me courage to carry on this fight.

When the going gets rough, I just tell myself, “You can get through this. You have gone through worse. This pain is nothing compared to losing Luijoe”.

So that is how life has been, my Luijoe. Your death gave me courage to continue to fight what is right, that wherever there is life there is hope.

I miss you so much right here where I belong.

I miss for the loss of what a handsome man you would have become (almost 24 years old now, but instead you are forever six years old.).

luijoe at the cemetery

I miss the loss of the life I would be having if you were here.

I miss those times you would point to that lovely blue and white house where you promised to build one for me in the future. Now that I think of it, this house you promised will come forth in eternal life, when we meet again.

 For the past 17 years, visiting the cemetery, bringing bouquet of flowers and honoring your life is what we can only do.

I will soon be there by your resting place , with a bunch of flowers and a note etched in my heart “I love you so very much, Luijoe”.



Noemi Lardizabal-Dado (1388 Posts)

You may contact Noemi (noemidado @ gmail.com) for speaking and consultancy services in the following areas: Parenting in the Digital Age (includes pro-active parenting on cyber-bullying and bullying) ; Social Business ; Reinventing One’s Life; and social media engagement. Our parenting workshop is called "Prep to Prime (P2P): Parenting in the Digital Age (An Un­Workshop)" P2P Un­Workshops are conducted by two golden women in their prime, Noemi and Jane, who have a century’s worth of experience between them. They are both accomplished professionals who chose to become homemakers. This 180­degree turn also put them on a different life course which includes blogging, social media engagement and citizen advocacy. They call their un­workshops Prep to Prime or P2P, for short, to emphasize the breadth of their parenting experience. They tackle different aspects and issues of parenting ­­ from managing pregnancies, prepping for the school years of children, dealing with househelp, managing the household budget, to maximizing one’s prime life and staying healthy through the senior years.

  • Well said.

  • Bless your heart, Tita. I’m sure your love can be and is felt by Luijoe even from where he is right now. If there is a heaven, he is there and watching over you and your family.

  • Noems, I cried reading your blog, not with a heavy heart but with a smile on my face. Your own personal angel, Luijoe, looks after you and guides you at all times. I am so thankful to be “working” alongside you on child abuse :-*

  • mom blogger, i am a single mom with my only son, and u inspire me on ur blogs, i didnt know that u loose ur son, and now I can feel the pain. Now, I make sure of my son is being loved all the time. U and Luijoe keep my faith, and I know ur son is an angel now. You will him again one day, in Heaven. God bless

  • Jeanette Pasibe Moore

    ((hugs)) your son would be proud of who you are now. Where most moms would have wallowed in the grief, your turned yours into something positive.

  • I was holding back tears reading this Noemi!
    You are a pillar of strength, and I don’t think I’d be as strong if I were in your shoes.
    God bless your family and your angel.
    (Video can’t be viewed)

    • Anonymous

      perhaps my strength was Luijoe was always beside me even if I didn’t know it that time

  • 🙁 this really broke my heart. very well written. im sure he feels so much love from his mom even if he’s no longer here

    • Anonymous

      Yes I miss him so much but the pain is not as bad as it used to be 11 years ago.

  • vvaguilar2003

    I can’t help not to shed tears reading your letter. I’m a working-mom to 3 daughters and I can’t imagine living my life without them. I believe your son, Luijoe, is looking down from heaven and is very proud of what you have become, Ms. Noemi.

  • Anonymous

    Hi, Noemi. Chic here. I was deeply touched by your sharing! The Lord must be pleased with you for using your pain to touch and bless others. God, indeed, can turn something so painful into something so beautiful in His time.
    God bless you, Sis! 🙂

  • Dennis Villegas

    thank you for sharing the video..i literally had tears in my eyes…