‘Tis the day to remember and commemorate my late dad’s birthday. It would have been his 68th. Sadly, we didn’t even expect him to be gone too soon. And here he used to joke that he wouldn’t reach my daughter’s 18th birthday. Little did we know that he was right. You see, we lost him almost three years ago. My daughter just turned 17 this year. Alas, life is unpredictable and my dad was right. We need always to expect the unexpected.
My dad may be physically gone, but with all the things I’ve learned from him, it sure feels like he’s still very much around. I was daddy’s girl, but we had our differences. We even fought countless times esp. when he had a little too much to drink. Honestly though, I’d rather just remember the good memories. The sad memories are best kept away and only lessons learned remain.
I guess death in the family forces you to take a long hard look at life and reassess what truly matters most. And no, it doesn’t get better. I think the passing years just dull away the pain. You come to a realization that the loss is permanent and accept it. For after all, life goes on. So,on this day, I just want to remember that it’s my dad’s birthday. Happy birthday, Papsy! And at this point in time, I just want to thank him for everything.
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