My baby sister Shawnee and I misses Ralph Jhonel so much. Shawnee always go inside my room and ask for "Putkie" (that`s what she calls Ralph Jhonel). And I`ll find my self telling her things like, "Putkie won`t come here that often anymore." and "I`m missing him too." It feels as if I am a mother talking to her child, explaining that her Daddy is away somewhere for work. And that`s exactly what it feels like actually. And things can`t be more nostalgic, I miss Ralph Jhonel even more whenever I get inside my Dad`s house for we spent the last one month almost living there. Now it feels like our own.
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