Last night I think about my father. I’m not getting used to it, that he’s in our Lord right now. I can’t shake the feeling of loneliness. I am missing him especially during family occasions. I will tell them that it’s his favourite, Papa wants that food, and he used to ask me to cook that.
I just wish I have more time. He knew that I am buying more time, I was once told him that. But he’s gone now and I know he misses us too. And I terribly missing all the laughter we had the jokes and the never ending stories. His birthday will be on July. I know he will be happy seeing us cooking his favourite foods that day. We miss you, Papa.
Taken during Papa's birthday last 2009.