Hoping to dance with you again!

Gone are the days where lost made me weak and sorrows filled deep within.
Gone are the days where laughter turned into tears and mourning dominated.
Gone are the days where hugs and kisses are plain sailing and now is out of the window.
But since those days are gone, now is the most important and the "NOW" is what matters most.

A month from now it will be Papa's 1st death anniversary and it seems like everything is still fresh. Arriving home and seeing you doing your usual household chores, laughing, watching TV or playing around the kids in our neighborhood has been my assumption. I don't buy the idea of late displaying of affection or postponing the present emotions, because there's no "late" for a sincere heart.

Anyways, people have said, "Everything has its own reason.". But whatever that reason or reasons of your early departure from us, I would prefer to focus on the good and best things happened when you were still with us. HIS plans for you is ALWAYS the best. However, even if you're physically absent, I'm still laud of reminiscing your memories even if I told myself to let you go, yet doing this has always been comforting. I feel proud because people knew how great you are and how your deeds inspired many of your colleagues. They even wished that there will be more people like you. Yet for us, you are just simply you - kind, supportive, loving, funny, generous, hardworking, cool and has a deep patience. I couldn't ask for more of you because my heart is already filled of endless gratitude witnessing your legacy. Thank you for the good memories and inspiration, Pang!

And before I'm closing this post, I wish you to hear me singing this song for you.

 Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me
And then
Spin me around 'till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure
I was loved

If I could get another chance
Another walk
Another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
How I'd love love love
To dance with my father again

When I and my mother
Would disagree
To get my way I would run
From her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
yeah yeah
Then finally make me do
Just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he
Would be gone from me

If I could steal one final glance
When final step
One final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
Cause I'd love love love to
Dance with my father again

Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how mama would cry for him
I'd pray for her even more than me
I'd pray for her even more than me

I know I'm praying for much to much
But could you send her
The only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But Dear Lord
She's dying to dance with my father again

Every night I fall asleep
And this is all I ever dream

I hope to dance with you again, Pang! ♥

Forgive me for this chosen photo. But I find this pleasing. Such an ordinary man!