today my bestfriend's dad passed away. i cant even begin to comprehend how she must feel since i'm a bit of a wreck myself. it was so sudden and unexpected, we just kinda sat in her room for a while and tried to take in what just happened. i always thought he would walk her down the aisle, coodle her kids, be at my own wedding and live to be one of those wonderfully cranky old men. instead, he chose to go peacefully in his sleep while everyone was busy with their lives.
tito nick was such a character. i have a million and one stories about him which we all love rehashing whenever we get together. like that one christmas when he explicitly made it known that all he wanted was a pack of tighty-whities. and how he used to tease maya that she loved porn since she always watched sex and the city, how he insisted on wearing his favorite polo even when it was so old and holey already. tito nick had one of those distant laughs, the really contageous kind. and he always wore a toupe, a funny looking one till one day he decided to just screw the whole thing and go au naturel. he had a dog named butch whom he loved like a son. siopao and ice pop was always reserved for butch and none of us could touch it. he hated answering the phone and always told us maya was sleeping whenever we called past 9pm. he always made us feel welcome and often struck up the funniest of conversations. at one time, he thought maya and an ex boyfriend of mine were going out behind my back and he got really pissed at her. she had to explain that he just picks her up when we all go out because none of us could drive back then. he lived a really simple life. work, home, and a little bit of casino time. he was one of the those people who never owned a cellphone or beeper since he didn't believe in them. he was a cardiologist and quite ironically he died of heart failure.
he was like a dad to me since i practically grew up in my bestfriends house. i never really knew how much he meant to me till he was gone.
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