By Dear Dad, How is it like in heaven?
Do you still rise with the sun if time exists in heaven? Do you eat your favorite breakfast first thing in the morning?
What’s it like to hang out with the Angles? Are they coossal and towering? Tell me about the lovely melodies; do you enjoy listening to them when the Angle sings them.
And daddy, do you still go for walks along the oceans of heaven?
Do you have visiting hours in heaven so that I can pay you visit someday? People have told me that I resemble you. When you gaze down at me and say, “That’s my girl”. I’m sure you always grin. By the way, Mom is still going strong and I wish you could see how brave she is that she was able to raise us.
When I’m sad and lonely, I always listen to your favorite song called “रातो रानी फूले झै साझमा” by Danny Denzongpa and when I get lost, I always wear your favorite jacket. I wish I could pay you a vist.
Tears of joy always fall when I look at myself, you brought up a great daughter and a beautiful family. I’m sure you have lengthy discussions with God about people who are left behind. I’m sure you’ll tell him all about our wonderful moments together.
I believe heaven is pleased to have you there everyday, bringing your easy chuckle. A man who is full of love and compassion. The instant you left this world, Heaven got an Angle.
I will always be who I am because of you. How blessed I am to have had someone like you to instill all the values and morals I have. You taught me to be forgiving, most of the time you taught me to be kind. Thank you for not only giving me these qualities but helping parts of you become parts of me. Thank you for teaching me how to be who I am.
You never said goodbye, you never said I’m leaving. You were gone before I knew it, and only God knew why? A million times I needed you, a million times I cried. If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died. It broke my heart to lose you, but you didn’t go alone. For part of me went with you, the day God took you home. One of the greatest lessons you taught me is to quite a fool with silence. Unfortunately death brings out quite a few fools.
And I’m sure God already knows what a fantastic father you were, and how much I wish you were here to advise me once more. But I keep you close to my heart. You’re never too far away from me. I see you in my grin.
As I remember you four months and twenty days after you passing, the painful image of my very sick frail father is fading. I will always carry your pain and suffering in my heart.
Love never dies, it simply evolves. Miss you.
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