I'm So Sorry Daddy
I have no idea how to begin here. I have changed my introduction more than a dozen times, and I could not begin to say how I feel.I seldom talk to my father, and when I do i always end up hating my self. I used to tell myself
how my father does it...where did he get the talent for making people feel bad about themselves? We live in different time zones, my dad and I. He lives in the US and I live
somewhere in Asia. How he came to live so far away from us is another story.
And that story is why I believe my father met his tragic end. I could not forgive myself for what I did that compelled him to live miles away from us. I wish that the last time we
talked was a lot calmer and pleasant. I used to just be silent and take all what he has to say quietly even if the words hurt so bad. I did not however during that last talk with him just stayed quiet...now he is gone forever....in a place I am not sure whether he can hear me say I'm sorry and I love him.
I love you so much daddy... I'm sorry I hope you can hear me wherever you are. Now I understand you. You do not have the talent for making people feel bad about themselves...you just say the plain truth. Unlike others who only say what I like to hear, you choose to tell me the truth because no one was bold enough to open my eyes to the reality of life.
I promise to give your memory justice, I will be a person of integrity and dignity because that is what you want me to be.
I love you daddy, I'm sorry.