I love browsing through photos I’ve taken. Today, as I was browsing through photos of family, I saw photos of my dad and I immediately feel pain. Lots of pain. It’s been almost 5 months and I still feel like my dad is just going some place and he will come back. The whole thing still feels like a big nightmare and I’m still hoping that I will wake up from it soon. I don’t know why this week I think a lot about him. Not that I never thought about him before, but this week I couldn’t help but keep on thinking how I wish I could see him for one last time. How I wish I went home earlier when he was still hospitalized. How I wish he could meet Fiorina. I know…all the useless thoughts.
I saw photos of him standing next to my mom and I just couldn’t believe that he is gone…just like that!
The healing process takes time and I just miss him and looking at recent photos of my mom without him is just difficult. I’m trying to think positive at the same time though. He is at the best place he deserves. I have lots of stories about grandpa to tell Fiorina when she is older. Sob…tears! I need to do this once in a while!!
I Miss You Pi !!
