My husband informed me about the sad news thru text message yesterday. At first, I can't seem to figure out who was he talking about.
Until I came to realize that he was talking about his friend Obet. The friend I haven't met in person yet... and now I will never will. He died Sunday night or maybe Monday morning. They say he died of "bangungot".
I knew him to be the kindest of my husband's La Salle circle of friends. That is what my husband is always telling me about him. And it's so ironic that we were just talking about him on our way home from Batangas last Sunday.
So sad... but I know he's in peace with God now.