It has been two years now since you’ve left us. I vividly remember the last long distance phone call we had in August. You called asking whether I’d be going back to visit you that year, in August as I’ve promised earlier on. I gently reminded you that I did make a trip back with my DH and LO and it was a month earlier than planned. You quietly apologised for being forgetful and was trying to laugh it off. I choked on hearing it, and had tears streaming down. But being the ‘independent’ child that I’m, I refused to let you hear or know that I’m crying. Two years on, I still wish I could turn back the clock and had gone back again just to give you another hug before you go… miss you dearly dad!
Posted by jocelynwong31, 12th September 2013