Hello Papa :o)
today, 12 years ago. you had to leave. I can't believe it has been so long already. I almost forgot about today. I was wondering why there were two candles in front of your picture on the desk.
I've lit them. I hope you can see.
Christina set some incense to burn. The whole house is smelling of it.
I want to come and see you, but it's 6 already and they close the cemetry. I know you don't want to see me there. I really don't want to be there either. You're here with me all the time anyway. And that's what counts, right papa?
Mom is gonna be home soon and she's gonna see it. I know, I already told Christina that would be bad, but she insists on remembering this day. We all miss you a lot, I hope you know that.
I hope you are doing fine where ever you are right now. Please don't be sad. I'm trying not to be sad too.
I don't know what to say anymore. You pretty much know everything.
I guess I'll go now.
I love you, papa.
bye bye
your son
4 comments:
Wow. Beautiful post. You just about have me in tears.
That was one of the most moving posts I've read in a long, long time.
I´m sure he´s so proud of you for being one of the kindest, sweetest most lovable guys there are in this whole wide world, don´t let the candles burn-out or he won´t find his way to you. My best wishes to you and your family and a million of hugs.
Love
Me
*hug*
You know how I feel about this, my friend. You know he would be extremely proud of such a wonderful person. This is a very touching post-- really pulled at my heart strings :-)
Much Love,
Steve
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