This was Choyce’s life before, folks—free and carefree.
No responsibilities as a parent, no children or husband to worry about or care for. These photos were taken in 2017, a time when Joyce was still full of joy, surrounded by friends and classmates.
During those times, Joyce was still studying, and as a student, she made many friends and connections. Perhaps it was also around that time that she met her husband, Kimwel Aspero. In the photos, you can see how much they seemed to love each other.
They had no problems or heavy responsibilities back then since they didn’t have children yet. They would often exchange sweet words like “I love you,” and Joyce would often greet her then-boyfriend warmly. In fact, she even sent a message on November 25, 2017, saying:
“Babe, thank you for being a good, sweet, and loving boyfriend. I would like to say happy birthday. That’s all I’ll say because I don’t want to get dramatic. That’s not really my thing.”
She laughed.
“I love you so, so much, and you know how much I trust you. That’s why I won’t betray that trust. I always pray to God that He will guide you at all times. I’m always here, and so is your family, waiting and loving you. I miss you, and I love you so much again, babe.”
At that time, Joyce was still very young—probably underage. That’s why she didn’t have many responsibilities yet. All they had to worry about was how to trust and love each other. Eventually, it seems they decided to be together and planned to build a family—a family that Joyce believed would last forever.
A husband she thought would protect her.
A husband she believed would understand all her problems.
A husband who would know and respect her likes and dislikes.
But perhaps when they had children—one after another until they had three—that’s when the burdens began to weigh heavily on Joyce.
Maybe Joyce was naturally quiet and kind, which is why she didn’t react harshly to what her in-laws or even her husband would say. Even when she might have heard harsh words or rumors about herself, she simply kept silent—for the sake of peace in the family.
But eventually, she may have reached her breaking point. The stress, anxiety, and depression must have become too much to bear, leading to what ultimately happened.
And the saddest part, folks, is that the lives of Joyce and her children are now gone and cannot be brought back.
All that remains are these videos—memories of the children when they were still happy, unaware of the true problems of life.
Unaware of the responsibilities.
All they cared about was their mother who guided and cared for them.
These memories now bring immense sorrow to the family left behind. For the father of the three children, watching these videos is heartbreaking—knowing his beloved children, whom he sacrificed blood and sweat for, are now gone.
A family that he helped build—also destroyed in part because of his own neglect.
A husband who failed to understand his wife’s struggles.
A father who did not prioritize the needs of his children.
And the real need, folks, was not money—but presence.
His physical presence, his love expressed not just in financial support but through being there—emotionally and physically—for his wife and children.
It’s a tragedy to see these young children deprived of true love at such a young age.
Had Joyce’s family or husband truly sensed the weight of her condition, this could have been prevented.
But now, everything has already happened. It’s too late.
And for us netizens and fellow Filipinos, this story serves as a major lesson.
A reminder that no matter how big our problems may seem—whether in marriage or finances—we must never forget that our lives are only borrowed from God.
We have no right to end them with our own hands.
Let Joyce’s story, and that of her three children, serve as a lesson to all of us.
Not one we follow, but one we learn from—so that no matter how dark things get, we never take the path that Joyce took.
If we’re struggling, let’s turn first to God, and then to our family.
If they don’t understand us, entrust everything to God.
Because God is the only one who can truly help us through life’s toughest problems.
At the very least, folks, may Joyce’s husband consider laying her and their three children to rest together in one grave—so they may still be side by side in peace.
But sadly, it seems that due to the anger of Joyce’s husband, they were buried separately and far apart.
May the children and their mother be reunited—so peace can be restored, even just in death.
As it is, the family members left behind, especially Joyce’s side, are only left with videos and memories of the happy times.
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