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Dad is sleeping. I was taking care of him the whole day after I took over the place of my mom. Mama said that dad wasn’t able to sleep the whole night because he was in pain. So mama wasn’t able to sleep as well to tend to my dad. Mama was only able to get some rest when I took over this morning. But she has to leave for the car repair shop because her car windows got broken.

I prayed for God’s healing, and sought the intercession of Saint Raphael the Archangel, the angel of healing. During prayer and while gently massaging his back, dad slowly closed his eyes, his breaths getting deeper. I thank God for allowing my dad to sleep. I closed my eyes in deep prayer again and saw in my mind bright green lights hovering our room. They say green lights is an indication of Saint Raphael’s presence, and I thank the angel of healing for bringing God’s comfort to my dad, especially in easing the pain of his cancer.

I think one of the reasons why Dad cannot sleep at night is because he is worried. He is worried with a lot of things. Aside from the fact that he has stage 4 cancer, our family has not been doing well financially. Business is not doing well. He is also worried sick of my brothers and sisters, especially worried of my mom. Mama’s having a hard time with her schedule: tending to my dad, tending to the office, tending the family, and fixing stuff here at our new home in Banawe in Sta. Mesa Heights, Quezon City.

We just transferred residence. Dad wanted us to transfer to a new address, specifically to a location near Lourdes Church in Retiro. Our new apartment in Banawe is just a few minutes drive to Lourdes Church. Dad is a devout Marian, and it is his wish that we bring him to Lourdes Church regularly for prayers and healing. We used to live around this area, near D. Tuazon, and every Sunday, the family went to mass at Lourdes.

He also wanted us to leave Cubao because it was in our townhouse in Cubao that everything went wrong. I got sick, mama got sick, dad got sick, and our yaya of 25 years, Ate Arlyn, got sick and died. Our business went kaput. Our finances went awry, almost went bankrupt, sold properties, and we were in debt. Relationships with some members of the family got strained. I agree with my dad, there was something wrong with the house in Cubao.

Our new house in Banawe, though smaller compared to Cubao, is much better: light ambience, peaceful yet a bustling community. We are neighbors to car repair and accesories shops, and Chinese restaurants and tea houses. With the way my mom and I drive, Banawe is a good place to stay, easily accessible to car repair shops. And we are also near to dad’s favorite vegetarian restaurant.

So far, so good. Our family is surviving.