Dad... I miss you...

Last Sunday was Father's Day... It's a day where every dad in this world get to celebrate their achievements as the head of the family, as well as the teacher, the protector & don't forget the ATM! I always feel especially excited over this day 'coz I get to choose & buy gifts for my chubby dad again (he loved & treasured every gift I got for him each year!)! But NOT this year... Or in any other years to come...

I can't help myself to feel grieved on Sunday. You will see & hear about why, when, how or what we could do to repay our dad (expressed by all medias: tv, radio, internet) on this special day! Yes, I wanted very much to repay my dad. But how? What else can I do except to present him with a bouquet of flowers? I'll never get to repay him anymore... I really should have done more before his departure...

I still feel sad over Dad's death even though I know very well that he's currently residing in a better place now (in Paradise); with no more signs of tears, blood, sufferings nor torments there... But I really miss him badly...

But today, I felt comforted after my nap:
I had a dream... I dreamt of my daddy. He was sitting there at our kitchen's table, talking cheerfully to me on his new life. He then looked at me with a smile, signaling me to stand & give him a hug. I stood & held him as tight as I could... I pray that this beautiful dream of mine would not end...

I could not hold my tears back any longer when I heard him saying this to me:-

Dad: Do you miss me, my dear?

Me: You know I miss you badly, dad...
You will always be the BEST DAD in in my heart!
I LOVE YOU!

Dad gave me a final smile before the phone rang.

I was stired up from my dream... Dammit! Who's that idiot? Why call at such bad timing? I lost my dad in a blink... ;'(


I never had the chance to say this to him:
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!