Today is dad's 3rd death anniversary. It's been 3 years but it never got easier for me to live without him. However, I had accepted the truth long ago that nothing else can fill this void and all I've to do is keep myself busy, do the things that'd have made him proud. I'm not sure how much I could succeed into doing so, don't know if he'd approve of my current life but all I know is that I miss him everyday, terribly.
It was too early for him to go. Wish life was little easy on him, wish he could see us before he left us, wish I could talk to him one last time. I often regret choosing to leave home that early in my life, may be I could spend those 5 years closer to my family and not be so far away from them even now. After losing dad I suddenly realized that all of our siblings had to grow up and grow stronger very quickly. I really wish it wasn't this way but I can't revert back the truth. I hope he's doing well whenever he's because he was a great person with the kindest heart. Miss you dad :(
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