14th March was dad's death anniversary. Time flies. It's already 5 years since he passed on. I can still remember his face, his voice and his smiles. He's a magnet that draws friends and family members together. When he was around, we have ktv sessions every weekend at his friends' house or at my house. Our family gathered every now and then for dinner. Now, where are his friends? We seldom have family gatherings too.
Anyway, I just want to remember him for being such a nice and caring dad. He sent me to school every morning since sec 1 all the way till I was in NIE doing diploma, without fail. Sometimes when I was out late with my friends and didn't want to waste money on cab, I would give him a call and he'd be there to send me home. He was a generous person too. I used to be very selfish and a miser, even to myself. He taught me to be generous to myself and to others.
I was glad that mum didn't force me to go to the temple with them anymore. It used to be, they'll scold me and said I was unfilial for not going to the temple, especially since dad loved me the most. Who said that by not going means that I don't miss him? I guess I miss him more than anyone else. I don't miss him just on the 14th of March but every now and then.
I guess that's what love is. It'll remain in your heart even when the person is gone. If you've loved much, you'll miss much despite the physical distance.
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