Author's Note:
It was a beautiful Sunday morning in Bangkok where I was on a holiday when I received the news that my father joined our Creator.
He was 67.
I wept and curled myself back to bed thinking when this pain would go away. I don't have the answers yet.
But like the many days of challenging times in my life, I am hopeful and praying this will cease soon.
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| With Dad just before his esophageal mass operation. |
Dear Dad,
How is it like up there? And oh, have you seen Mom already? I wonder how she looks like now.
Maybe a few wrinkles here and there but I am sure she's still awesome as before.
And how are you both? Perhaps the first day you were in heaven, she must have given you that wet, huge kiss. In my heart, I know how much she missed you (8 long years is no joke).
How is it like up there? And oh, have you seen Mom already? I wonder how she looks like now.
Maybe a few wrinkles here and there but I am sure she's still awesome as before.
And how are you both? Perhaps the first day you were in heaven, she must have given you that wet, huge kiss. In my heart, I know how much she missed you (8 long years is no joke).
