A Noble Idea for a Novel

Just finished watching Pearl Harbor and I must say that it inspired me to get back into writing again. First off, I need to gather information since I'll be writing about the Bataan Death March. Ay, I'm so excited this early. But wait, there's more! Hihi...It's a historical love story that I'm planning to write so I guess it has to be accurate and kilig at the same time. Hay golly, I don't ever want to lose interest in this clever idea of mine or else I'll end up not ending it at all. Waaaah!!! Here are some lines from the first chapter I have already written:

"Lying on a comfortable bed in a dark hospital room, my grandfather would have detested being secluded in a place like this. Had he only the strength to have opposed his grandson from doing so, he wouldn’t be found here. Having fought in the battle of the Pacific Islands during the Second World War, Grandpa Pops, as everyone fondly called him, always thought of himself unbreakable. Surely, he proved everyone right. The old man hardly got sick. The only time he ever did some thirty years ago, was marked with much resistance. Grandpa Pops deliberately left the hospital room he was checked in. Later when asked why he ran away, he complained how the sight and smell of the hospital made him even sicker.

I can still remember that first and only day I ever saw him weak. I was only a boy then, living in the custody of my paternal relatives. Grandpa Pops passed out as we were tilling the small chunk of land around a white painted wooden house on a hot and humid Saturday afternoon in Houston, Texas. The doctors’ verdict, it was a sudden attack of vertigo. The older one gets, the more prone they become to suffering such illness. But other than that, he never had any life-threatening disease that could have prevented him from being the usual agile and strong man he’s always been. That was when I started to believe that my grandfather was indeed invincible."