When I feel for someone, I pen my thoughts for them. Tonight, I attended a wake and these are my thoughts for the deceased's family. That deceased may not be someone I know personally, but his family will someday become my family's family. And we are all one family under the bigger concept of LOVE. Father: a man in relation to his natural child or children;
Father: a man who has continuous care of a child; a man who gives care and protection to someone or something;
Father: the oldest or most respected member of a society or other body.
Yes, he was a Father in every aspect above.
He gave life to me and that spoke of all that one could think of our relationship.
He watched the day I cried for the first time in my life, held my hand ever since I was a child, sat by me when I failed my examinations, stood quietly among the crowd yet applauded proudly for me on my graduation day, guided me to discover about the bigger universe during holidays, and that care never stopped even for a second. I call that continuity.
He battered with life, his business, worries, how to care and support the family, and eventually sickness. He was the most respected member of a society - our cosy little family.
We are all aggrieved by his departure but despite his death bringing about grief, elsewhere in another corner of the world, a newborn may be bringing about joy. I believe every end is a new beginning just like how the sunrise ensues the sunset.
He was created out of love, created others whilst in love, and eventually left for the better world above us on a day of love.
Father, I abide by your teachings and your words. Like you, I will live out my own eulogy.
Yes, he was my father, ______.
Dedicated to: M & J
It was in love I was created and in love is how I hope I die. - Paolo Nutini
