Longest week in my life

Its been 5 days since my dad passed away. The pain is still fresh in my heart. Right now I’m really feeling lost and stressed up. Mum is not handling it too well, and I hoped as time passes, she will do better. I just have to be there for her.

I think this is the first time in my life I feel the real pain of losing someone so dear, someone I love so much, and had given me unconditional love. I have been telling myself that I was already very lucky to have all these years of love from a perfect father, and what more can I asked for. It was the most beautiful memories he had given me and he will forever be in my heart.

The passed week had been the longest week, ever! The 5 days funeral seems so long yet it passes in just a flash.

Many of my friends and colleagues came. One person that surpries me is jack. he kept telling me how shocked he is and how he missed talking to him and how much advices my dad used to give him. I sort of forgot how closed he was with my parents. Mum was also happy to see him after all these years. Cheryl came almost everynite. Ivan helped spend a nite with me during the wake. It’s was really sweet of him. my ex US counterparts send flowers and condolences and I was really touched. Doc seems to have 6th sense, cos he msg me the morning after pa passed away. All my friends and colleagues were there for me. Thanks everyone. Ofcos, those who gave the most support were family members, I cant imagine how difficult it would have been if not for all my uncles and aunties. It’s time like this that true love within the family surfaces and helps.