Four years ago today, my father passed away.
Back then, I was so devastated.
My world fell apart and my life broke into bits and pieces.
I must admit that even to this very day, I still feel the excruciating emotional pain of losing him.
In fact, my heart still bleeds because of his death.
And I am sure it will not stop bleeding anytime soon.
My father’s death brought so many questions in my life.
Questions which I know only God and no human can answer.
The moment I learned back then that he was already gone, I began to ask these and several other questions:
• Will I see him again?
• If we see each other again one day, will he recognize me?
• Will I recognize him?
• Will he still be my father?
• Will I still be his son?
Of course, the answers I desire for these questions are quite obvious.
I hope to see him again one day.
I also hope we will recognize each other.
I so hope too we will still be related to each other as father and son.
And all will be the same just like before he passed away.