Today, it will be three years since you've left us. I miss
you so much. How are you? I'm doing fine and so is mum. At
first, it was hard to accept your death. For the first few
days, mum shut herself out completely.
I still remember that day, 7 days after you passed, what mum
said to me. We were both reading and there was no doubt that
you were in both our minds. I remember not being able to focus
on anything because I couldn't think right. Then, mother
started crying. "I'm sorry" she had said after a
few moments. What she then said afterwards stayed in my mind,
she said: "I'm really sorry. It's just that this
is all too surreal and it's now that I'm realizing that
your father is really dead. So I'm crying because I'm
realizing that I just lost the love of my life." And after
that she held me and we cried together as she told me about how
you met. She told me about how you were a poor boy and how she
was a rich girl. She told me about how you weren't meant to
be together but you fell in love nonetheless. She talked to me
about how you were everything she dreamed of and more. She told
me about how you always used to cook for her because she was
hopeless, about how I was the best thing that happened to you.
And as she told me all that I smiled despite the tears because
as she told me all this, her eyes never left the ceiling. It
was like she was not only talking to me but to you too.
Mum married this guy called Jake. He's really nice and he
takes really good care of us. I'm sure you would love him.
Don't worry, we haven't forgotten you, not at all.
Sometimes when I'm in bed at night and I can't seem to
sleep, I think about you. Before I used to cry thinking about
you but now as I grow up I've realized that you
wouldn't want me to remember you like that. You
wouldn't want me to cry at the thought of you. You would
want me to smile and think of all the good times we spent
together as a family. So I do. I smile as I think of the times
when we would make fun of mums cooking or the times when we
would all go to the park and we would play hide-and-go-seek all
together. I think of all those time when we went to buy ice
cream and the how every Sunday after church we would watch a
movie. I think about how every time it was my birthday you
would tickle me awake so that the first thing I saw would be
the birthday cake mum would be holding. I think about all the
good memories.
I really miss you dad I hope your doing good up there.
There is so much things that I want to tell you but can't
quite put into words. So this is it for now. Bye I love
you.
“They didn’t agree on much. In fact, they
didn’t agree on anything. They fought all the time and
challenged each other ever day. But despite their differences,
they had one important thing in common. They were crazy about
each other.”