This is a song cover recorded by my kuya, who passed away ten years ago. It’s the only recording I have of his voice. We often remember the faces of those we’ve lost, but it’s their voice—the way they sang, laughed, or simply spoke—that quietly slips away with time. Hearing this again feels like he's still here, even just for a moment. I’m sharing this not only to keep his memory alive but to celebrate the way his voice still speaks to the heart. This one’s for you, kuya.

Risse