Yesterday May 24, marks my dad’s 2nd year death anniversary. I guess this is one occasion that nobody wants to celebrate with so much funfare. This life event reminds you of how your heart was in deep pain. How you wanted to bring back a life you want to be with you for the rest of your life. How you realized that everything comes into an end.
My dad plays a great part of who
we are now her children. Nurturing us
the value of education and to stand on what we believe in. He is a man full of dignity. He is full of life, not afraid of facing new
things. When he wants to do a particular
thing, he will not just dream and plan for it.
He will definitely work for it! He
might not be fortunate enough to earn so much material wealth and bequeathed and share it to her children. But he
made sure that before he made his final exit in this world, his children will be equipped with enough education and life lessons that will
guide and lead us through life’s unending trials.
As I visit our parent’s home
today, I know I will not find my dad anymore in his favorite nook in the living
room. Sipping his cup of coffee while reading the daily newspaper. Or indulging
in his favorite brand of cigarette stick. I could no
longer discuss with him my own point of views on the current events that take the headline
news. Or argue with him on issues which do
not meet on his. Having healthy discussions where we are free to share our views but just make sure you can depend it well with him.
I will no longer see the grandfather to my children, nephews and niece who never get tired of asking them how they are in school. Giving them tips on how to solve mathematical problems the easy way. Who was too proud when his grandchildren are doing good in school. Or sharing them repeated stories of how they are during their younger years.
The man who even at his golden years still possess a sharp mind. Can still remember historical dates, mathematical and science formulas. Who loves music particularly the sound of the Beatles and the 60's bands. A movie lover who will never skip the latest movie hit and most of all a sport enthusiast who even gave us a taste of watching SEA Games in the early 80s.
He had influenced us in a lot of ways. Always believing in the value of hard work rather than doing the short cut way to success. Where values matter most more than anything else.
Today, this home is now an empty place that
only good memories remain. Memories that will remain in the four corners of this home. No more hearty laughters that used to fill the rooms.
For now, I know that dad is pretty
much happy and contented with his new HOME.
It is the home that our Heavenly Father had prepared for all of us. I can hear him humming sweet melodies with
the angels above. I can visualize him experience only good things that this world
cannot all provide.
A home where there is no room for
worries, sadness and hatred. Where agape love exist. It is the home where eternal happiness can be found. Where only the
best God can provide.
That is my Daddy’s HOME!
Do you also have an amazing story with your dad? I would gladly hear it from you. Please comment down below.
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