A word of thanks
9 years ago
You guys are awesome.
For the amount of support I received, in the form of messages, comments, notes, tweets, etc., I've never imagined getting such a kind of incredible reachout. I wish to thank you all deeply for that~
It was a difficult, emotionally exhausting journey, but I helped carrying my father all the way to the end. His ashes will be returned to earth when the time is there.
For now, I can wind down again. So much work went into the preparations. But now I can attempt picking up my life again~
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Me and my dad, we.. were quite different. Whilst being a wonderful father during my early childhood, he took a different path and around my 20s abandoned his family and my mother, in search for luck elsewhere. Something that was very difficult for me, I despised him and really felt I had no father anymore. However. The past few years he reached back out to me and my sister, especially after he became a grandfather. We reconnected. We started having father-son moments again. It still wasn't easy but it was good. I liked him again.
The night before the ceremony, I sat by his coffin for a while. Alone, with him. The grim realisation that this will be our last father-son time together.
Half a year ago, I still had a grandfather and a father above me. Now there's just me, whilst not even in my 30s yet.
It's still so surreal~ This will take some healing time.
..
Rather than rambling on, I'll cut it short here.
Again, my deepest appreciation goes out to those to you who held me in your thoughts, stay awesome everyone~
For the amount of support I received, in the form of messages, comments, notes, tweets, etc., I've never imagined getting such a kind of incredible reachout. I wish to thank you all deeply for that~
It was a difficult, emotionally exhausting journey, but I helped carrying my father all the way to the end. His ashes will be returned to earth when the time is there.
For now, I can wind down again. So much work went into the preparations. But now I can attempt picking up my life again~
..
Me and my dad, we.. were quite different. Whilst being a wonderful father during my early childhood, he took a different path and around my 20s abandoned his family and my mother, in search for luck elsewhere. Something that was very difficult for me, I despised him and really felt I had no father anymore. However. The past few years he reached back out to me and my sister, especially after he became a grandfather. We reconnected. We started having father-son moments again. It still wasn't easy but it was good. I liked him again.
The night before the ceremony, I sat by his coffin for a while. Alone, with him. The grim realisation that this will be our last father-son time together.
Half a year ago, I still had a grandfather and a father above me. Now there's just me, whilst not even in my 30s yet.
It's still so surreal~ This will take some healing time.
..
Rather than rambling on, I'll cut it short here.
Again, my deepest appreciation goes out to those to you who held me in your thoughts, stay awesome everyone~
Sincerely,
The Cheshire Cat's Master
Take care.