The day he drew his last breath...
Five years ago, my dad drew his last breath before he left us all forever.
He was in the hospital in Thailand and I was here in my office working. My sister had told me earlier that day that the doctor said that night was the night; we all should be prepared for the sad news. All day while I was working, I couldn't concentrate. Every time the phone rang, I gasped and didn't want to pick it up. I didn't want to walk away from my office, afraid that I would miss the call. Ironically, I was waiting for the call but didn't really want for the phone to ring. I was hoping that the doctor was wrong.
My work day almost finished and then the phone rang. I heard my sister's voice and I knew right away that he was gone. She didn't have to say anything. It was about 3 am on October 9 Thailand time ... 4 pm on October 8 my time.
Five years have passed. There is no single day I don't miss him. How could you ever forget someone who loved you unconditionally, someone who gave everything you could ever want, someone who made you who you are today?
Dad,
Everyone is doing well here. You don't need to worry about us. I wish you were here to see how much Acacia and Jasmine have grown. They can read and write now and are doing very well in school. They are happy and healthy girls. You would be so proud of them as much as Paul and I are. I tell them stories about you; about us; about our trips to the beach; about growing up with you, mom and Aeoy. I miss those days when 4 of us were home together.
The girls asked me the other day what I missed most about you. I said I missed your voice; I missed talking to you. Dad, you are here with me in every step I take; you are always here in my heart. I don't know for sure where you are but I'm certain that you are watching us from somewhere.
I miss you so dearly, Dad ... and I always will.
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