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.  

 





 

