Pilo never had a dull moment. He was the life of every party. He easily gets along with people and he was somebody who would always reach out to help others. Success had been easy for him. He was married to his calling and never found the chance to put up his own family.
Years passed by, he lived alone although once in a while a relative will drop by. He still goes to Church every Sunday until the time came when he had a stroke. Paralyzed and would hardly talked. His money could not do anything to bring back those happy memories. His friends were gone and probably they do not even remember him. Even those whom he have helped in the past were nowhere to be found.
Only God was by his side. His devotion to Mother Mary had given him the reason to understand what he was going through. He is confident that Our Lord Jesus will carry him at that time when he needs Christ the most.
He left this world at the age of 84 to have eternal life.
My friends, how many Pilo or Pilar does this world have? Do we care for them? Love your parents and tell them you love them while they are still in this world? Care for the elders. Give way to them. Make them happy now for they have done their part, shared themselves to make this world a better place.