Dear Dad,
Last 16
March 2012 was your 8th Death Anniversary. Wherever you are, I hope you’re okay. Until now, I still could not believe that you’re
gone. Eight years had gone by too fast. The more I think about it the more I missed
your presence. There are times that tears
would just fall and I know because I missed you. This year was a challenge for our
family. I think we’re crumbling. We could not understand mother at all. She’d changed a lot.
Inday Bam
has to leave because she was fed up.
When you left us, Inday Bam tried her best to fill in your shoes. She worked hard for the farm and had to face all
the problems that you left behind. It wasn’t
easy for her. She gave up her career and
the chance to get married. She
sacrificed herself for our farm and for us her siblings. She may admit it to you or not but I guess there
were regrets in her heart. I don’t have
the heart to stop her. I’ve stopped her
once and I don’t want her to spend her life for others any longer. I admit that I was once selfish because I forced
her to stay. I don’t want her anymore
to spend her life with regrets.
I love Mom
but we can’t anymore understand her. She
can only think of her youngest son at the expense of others. Her preferential treatment to her youngest
son has wreaked havoc to the family. She
makes decisions without thinking that it would affect my other siblings. I’ve been away for too long and I’ve seen the
world. I’ve grown too and I can’t
tolerate unjustness. I won’t abandon her
though but my siblings and I have come to a consensus. We’re giving her tough love.
Dad, I still
wish you’re with us (Gosh, I’m teary eyed again). You’ll know what to do with us. We really miss your presence (free flowing
tears). There are times that life is
tough here but I couldn’t leave. I have
to bear it because believe it or not, I haven’t saved enough. I’ll still have to provide for mom and for
some of my siblings who needed my support.
When times are tough, I could only think of your last words, that you’re
worried that I may start from the scratch if I leave my company.
Dad, you’ll
be very proud of me because of my recent promotion. I’ve worked really hard Dad, to get this
promotion. Thank you for instilling the
value of hard work in me while I was growing up. I hope that I’ve lived up to your
expectations. I promise, I’ll honor this
job and I promise more to work harder for the people who believe in me.
It’s been 8
years since you’re gone but the pain is still there. I’ve realized now that it wouldn’t go, just as
long as your memory is in my heart. Dad,
please protect our family and the people who helped and will continue to help
us. I pray that you’re happy wherever
you are right now.
Your loving son,
2 comments:
You wrote well in your post here; I wish to help;
reading the Bible helps a lot in time of our pain and sorrows; You Dad is waiting fort God's Kingdom to come and HE will reward your Dad the resurrection;
I might talking weird, but in the Book Ecclesiastes 9:5,6 you will find the truth about: where are our dead love ones;
Then the truth will set you free.
Hello Ms. A. sorry for the very delayed reply. I was caught up with a lot of work recently. Thanks for sharing that passage in the bible. God bless you and your family.
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