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Lourdes R. Quisumbing
An excerpt from An Instant is This Life
Lourdes R. Quisumbing’s autobiography published in 1997.
July 10, 1996
I found a couple of short verses I wrote about Carling in 1958, our seventeenth year of marriage, on paper now yellowed with age:
Man O’Mine
We have sailed the seas together
in fair and stormy weather,
man o’mine.
We have climbed the hill at sunrise
hand in hand, we fade
as the sun dies,
man o’mine.
2004
We remember how Pop loved us, we celebrate his goodness and fidelity, and we believe he is reaping his reward in heaven where he watches over us.
September 9, 2005
Pop's birthday
8:00 a.m.
To dearest family, sharing with you a piece of my life story, in Book 2:
Mom
An e-mail from Cora says it all.
"Happy Birthday, Pop!
We remember your legacy--of loyalty and deep convictions; of pride in the Qs, your wife and family; of favorite recipes and desserts, of Q stories that helped to make us proud, of partnerships with Mom, of many things that meant being a good father and husband."
As I pray my rosary and morning prayers in the memory corner of the house, where our wedding portrait and other memorabilia find their place among the crucifix, statue of Our Lady, estampitas of the Divine Mercy, of St. Therese of the Child Jesus and other "holy treasures," I note a beautifully-arranged bouquet of tiny white flowers similar to lilies of the valley, which only Vising can do, on the altar, in honor of Pop's birthday. Vising never forgets!
My mind is flooded with recollections of the many, many years Pop and I spent together--the ups and downs, the storms and the calm that followed, the joys and tribulations, and how these have shaped our destiny and touched the lines of our children and of so many others.
I recall watching ETWN and the words of a priest who when asked how do we know the soul is immortal answered: first, because it is the word of God, our faith tells us so; second, because we live on in our children and our children's children who inherit our genes; and third, because we are alive in the minds and hearts of those who love us.
Pop, you will live forever!
