Tonight, it will be one year since my dad passed away, and I still feel numb. Lord took him away from me forever. My heart physically aches for him, and I still can’t believe he’s gone.
That evening when I was helping one of my best friends packing to move to other new work place, I got unexpected phone call from my sister home. That same morning I was calling home to check the condition of my dad who had stroke and I don’t know why I reminding her over n over to call me if anything happen to dad. I never really expect that she will call me back in the same evening with that terrible news. Read the rest of this entry ?
