Goodbye, DAD. I guess our Maker has called you home so that you don't have to suffer the pains of surgery and being put in a nursing home anymore. I'm sorry dad, I could not let you stay with me as Richard will not allow it since we travel too often for business, almost once per week or every fortnight and we have a cramped place to push your wheelchair around. There's no proper dining for you either as the dining table is full of Richard's things of stuff. I regretted being impatient with you during the 2 days before your passing since it was hard for us sisters, youngest one and myself to prop you up to the toilet to change your soiled pampas. Yes, I know, you are now totally dependent on us and cannot walk unaided for a long time. You needed a walker or a wheelchair. I could see your legs were trembling, struggling to stand up, but youngest one said it was an 'ACT'. It was very cruel of us to believe this and it was true you could not stand anymore on your own.
You came several times to help me furnish the condo and drove me, yet the irony is that you don't have the opportunity to stay with me. Instead, a very noisy and hyperactive Pomeranian is the 'owner' and a spoilt brat in the condo!!! Dad, had I known you were really so miserable in a nursing home with your roommate fondling the maids and getting paid, I would have forced my spouse to allow you to stay with us since mum literally washed her hands off you.
Dozens, if not hundreds of your church parishioners came to attend your funeral at The Cathedral of the Holy Spirit. They wanted to pay their last respects to you, for being so friendly and helpful to everyone in need. From a church photographer to lector to coordinator and volunteer at Little Sisters of the Poor, you excelled in them all. Thank you for giving me life and being my dad, despite the occasional awkwardness and disputes. This is a tribute to you for doing the best you could as a Father. Thank you, Daddy! May God's perpetual light shine upon your departed soul and may you now be with Jesus and Mother Mary.
You now have a mansion in heaven; instead of a double-storey terrace house that is full of rubbish and still piling up, no thanks to mum. But we shall take care of her despite her faults since you chose to marry her and loved her. We shall see her in your eyes of love and overlook the faults.
