It's September. The month. It has been 5 years dad passed. If you ask me if i could finally accept the fact...my answer stays the same. I know he's not here wit us but getting over and accepting the fact is still not something i am capable of doing. I know he'll always be apart of me...but it hurts everytime i think he's gone. It'll be like we went for awhile without seeing each other. Recently we faced another bad news in my family...and with much courage and strength we fought it & overcame all obstacles. With God's blessing...everything is well now. Now..thinking about it...i felt we were blessed.I believe if we have the faith and confident...we can overcome anything - also with the support of our loved ones. Mom - u showed me the meaning of strength. Sis...the epitome of patience and my confidence. Never Forgotten
Always Loved
I miss you Dad...
