Death and everything in between..
When Tatay died, I thought everything died along with him. That day crystallized within me. It makes me remember of earthquakes, things that shake your foundation. This event made me stretched every boundary I knew. I wasn't king of my universe anymore. In fact, I felt helpless, useless,... pathetic. I had no control, and my scramble to regain some made me realized that God is to be both loved and tremendously feared. And the balance between the two is what it's all about.