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Poet, drummer, brother, friend, sensitive loving caring soul....

Our brother Peter died this past April.   We are still reeling.   For now:  here is part of the eulogy read at his memorial Mass:  

My sister Giselle and I want to thank all of you for joining us as we honor and remember our 

brother Peter’s life.   

‘Dealing with this sudden and unexpected pain has been hard for us…’

does your heart hurt today?  Mine does,  so very very much….

Since the evening Gigi and I learned of Peter’s death,  my heart has been hurting a lot, 

haven’t been sleeping much,  and there is this constant wavering between numbness, crying and tears of pain and loss,  containing anger and frustration over all our imperfect systems which are sorely in need of reform to reach a humane and dignified solution for the impact of internal terrorism of the depression and PTSD that wreaks havoc on our kind, sensitive and gentle minds and souls, as it did Peter.  

All the condolences resound like a loud drum banging to banish the darkness and heaviness of his pain ….with these words coming in from friends, family, colleagues, acquaintances….


‘I am so sad and heartbroken.”

….he was the most wonderful man and one of the kindest souls I have ever come across.

“honored to have known him”  “a kind, quiet soul…” so caring and brilliant…. so gentle 

and sensitive….       


As I cry and grieve today, I know our pain is  just a small reflection of the sudden unexpected pain Peter had to deal with on September 11, 2001. and  battled every day since.  

What a rude and uncivilized act of terror that tried to  interrupt  a most beautiful, wonderful love, a resilient and invincible most tenacious love.   


It is essential to hold on to each other, to that invisible, invincible thread of love and hope,   

made of words of encouragement and comfort, of mutuality in dignity, respect and compassion. 


Hold on as fiercely and strongly, as much as we can to each other in love and kindness.

Never allow the lies and illusion of darkness that seek to trick us into thinking that we are alone and do not belong anywhere, or that we have to battle darkness all alone without love, never allow these lies to win.   Peter battled this darkness shot into the heart of his life by  terrorism with all his might.   He battled it with all his loving might.   

Hold on as fiercely and strongly  as much as we can to each other in true love and kindness.

Don’t let anguish and grief, angry hatred and darkness, interrupt Love.   Refuse to allow it. 

I charge all of us, in all our walks of life, to keep a most wonderful and beautiful love

alive, dispel the lies of darkness.   Banish darkness, …. ever only love.  We love you Peter.