I remember that day when..
My father decided to leave us.
After almost 1 year, 51 weeks, of being in this vegitative state, my father has decided to pass on onto his next endeavor. Friday, July 22nd 2016, at 830pm, was the day and time he chose to leave.
“He was waiting for you!” my mom said as I have arrived from my trip that same morning. “He loves you and your brother and sister so much that it is so like him to choose to leave us today, after you are back, just in time for you to see him one last time.”
As I’ve recently come to learn that there is no such thing as coincidence, i truly believe in my mom’s wise words. My father did wait for me to come home safe, to allow me to see him one last time, to say my goodbyes, and to love him even more.
Farewell, my dearest father, you always were, you always are, and you always will be in our hearts. You are one beautiful soul, and I am so proud and grateful to be in your life journey as your youngest daughter. Forever we are connected, and I look forward to the day I see your smile, hear your laughter, and feel your arms around me again.
I love you always.