My sister's high school friend walked from the Philippine Heart Center to their house in Mandaluyong because he had no money... his family had no money. His mom was fighting for her life at the hospital. A few days later, after reports of a seeming recovery, the kid's mom passed away. That fateful morning, I was walking along Makati Avenue on my way to work. A buzz from my phone saw a message from my sister: "Kuya, namatay na iyong nanay ng kaklase ko."
We were never the touchy-feely kind at home but at that point I replied: "Papunta ako office, naiyak naman ako dito sa daan."
And she replied: "Oo, ako nga rin naiyak."