Ten years ago today, my dad died of a heart attack while visiting the Philippines. He was supposed to come back to the States two weeks later.
It was the most dreadful call I'd gotten from my sister. I didn't know what to do. I felt like somebody ripped my heart out and kicked it around. When I finally got to the Philippines and saw his body in the casket, I could tell that he was sad, sad that we didn't get to say goodbye.
I've always had this fear that when you die, people around you will forget about you. But I realized that their love for you will always keep you connected to them; that whether it's 10 days or 10 years later, they will live in your heart forever.
So I just want thank my dad-thank you for giving me courage when I was scared, for teaching me right from wrong, for showing me that it's ok to make mistakes and learn from it, and most of all, for loving me unconditionally. I will always love you and will never forget you.
It was the most dreadful call I'd gotten from my sister. I didn't know what to do. I felt like somebody ripped my heart out and kicked it around. When I finally got to the Philippines and saw his body in the casket, I could tell that he was sad, sad that we didn't get to say goodbye.
I've always had this fear that when you die, people around you will forget about you. But I realized that their love for you will always keep you connected to them; that whether it's 10 days or 10 years later, they will live in your heart forever.
So I just want thank my dad-thank you for giving me courage when I was scared, for teaching me right from wrong, for showing me that it's ok to make mistakes and learn from it, and most of all, for loving me unconditionally. I will always love you and will never forget you.