All the White Roses

"And I told you, you can give any woman a red rose, but all your white roses are mine, Diocese. Mine." Jiana used to protect her pride by never getting attached to guys. Ayaw niya ng tinutukso o di kaya'y inaasar sa kung sino man. However, life shouldn't always be lived with reservations. Minsan, kailangan mo lang ibigay ang lahat na para bang wala ng bukas. Wala ng susunod. Wala ng darating. Jiana turned her back to her beliefs when she learned that cancer will soon redeem her and exile her from this world. Mahirap iyon tanggapin para sa maraming pangarap na tulad niya. Mahirap iyon tanggapin dahil lahat naman yata hindi handa sa idea ng scheduled na kamatayan. But if the clock is ticking and the sands are falling down the hourglass, does she really have time to sulk and whine? O mas tama yatang guguglin niya ang oras sa mga bagay na hindi pa niya nararanasan? Right there and then, after several nights of disbelieving that she really had more or less eight months to live, she had made a firm declaration. She'll explore every single thing she haven't tried yet. Every single thing. She'll live like there's no tomorrow. She'll love like she could be with them tomorrow. She'll adore all the white roses as if it can't remind her.. she'll be buried with it tomorrow.