It’s my third time in Rosario, Batangas, all because of big events in one of my friends’ life.
I first set foot on the Calabarzon town some seven years ago for the wedding of Mylene. A year after that, her mom passed away.
Yesterday, I was back in Rosario for her father’s burial.
All three events included a trip to Our Lady of the Most Holy Rosary Parish located at the town center.
I left the house a few minutes before ten in the morning and went directly to South Station in Alabang because I was told that now there are San Juan-bound buses at the terminal which will pass though Rosario.
Sadly, the morning bus had just left when I arrived, so I had to ride a Lipa-bound bus and from the Lipa market, ride a jeep going to Rosario.
Traffic was heavy, especially at the South Luzon Expressway where we passed by three accident scenes. And then there was also the traffic in Lipa City.
Church service for Mylene’s father would start at two in the afternoon. I was still on the jeep to Rosario minutes past one. I decided to just go straight to the church.
I arrived at the Our Lady of the Most Holy Rosary Parish at exactly one-thirty. Mylene and her family arrived ten minutes later.
It was an emotional hug Mylene and I shared. We may not be the bestest of friends but there was no bad blood whatsoever between us. We knew each other (and lived as neighbors) for more than twenty years and I had been there for almost every major milestone celebration in her life.
I love that woman dearly. I hope she stays strong more than ever.