Time flies, a year has passed since you left us, dad.
You may opt to play this song when reading this post for some mood setting. I like to imagine this is what my dad will sing to me.
I like to think that all of us had moved on with our lives. But of course, we still thought of you always. Not every single moment, but there are things that keeps reminding us that you are no longer here.
I still roughly remember the happenings on that night. Receiving phone call, rush to site and to hospital to receive the news. Then police errands, funeral errands, post-funeral things… Still have the photos on my Google Drive, and still remembering how I felt at those times, how many of your friends and business partner came. Somehow, it felt distant yet recent at the same time.
Actually, I had written a long tribute of you, on how you shaped our life. But… I’m not sure if I’ll be posting it. Perhaps I’ll keep that in my draft to remind me of your life, and post this one instead. Don’t want to spend too much time to curate on the post down to perfection, but never posting it instead, as there are just too many words to say.
For me, I have taken over the business for almost a year, leaning and growing, having success and setbacks. At times, I wish you were here to hear the insights from you on the business. I regret that I didn’t get involved in the business enough when I was at my IT job, and while you are still here. I tell myself that there is always time to learn it later in the future, and well…
It really pains us that you left so suddenly, not into coma or due to any sickness that we can have our last words with you.
Dad, I just want to let you know that we still miss you dearly. We sometimes thought of you and will cry in our hearts. Recently, one of my wife’s friend had his mother passed away suddenly, and it reminded us on our experience back then. I’m sure they are feeling very devastating as it is someone very close to them.
Also, I miss your invitation to have dinner together, buying foods for us to try, keep checking on us do we have enough of something, planning for trips, and more and more. Your joyful laugh, your dedication on work by tapping on the keyboards at home. Although I had moved to my new house, you kept me close to you.
Honeymoon is over… It’s been a year without you and hearing your voice. We and of course, I will continue to move forward to live the best of our lives. Do the things I genuinely enjoy and want to improve on, like reading, playing flute, writing, doing better on the business. Make deeper connections with more people, and live every day with a little bit more purpose.
Thanks for all these while, Dad. Rest in peace, and don’t forget to take care of us while you are up there x)