I will never forget this day. It was the day my father passed away. He left us all of a sudden. He was perfectly fine & was working the day before. No signs or symptoms that he was sick. That's just like him, he won't complain or tell us about this kind of things. My mom, brother and sister were all crying their hearts out that day except me. For whatever reason, the tears just won't come out. It was the same when I saw him lying on his hospital bed. I guess there must be something wrong with me.
Moving on, I think I've never really accepted his passing. I still look for him. But hes not there anymore. I really miss him. I guess there were times that I took him for granted.
I hope he has forgiven me.