It’s been six years since Papang died and today’s the fifth year I have not celebrated Father’s Day. Still the same, I’m remembering him on this special day for fathers. Despite his physical absence, I have always felt that he’s just here with us. As in, there had been several times I forgot he’s gone and I hear myself say “I’ll ask Papang about this later” only to suddenly realize I cannot ask him some important, some trivial things anymore.
I’m on emo-mode tonight and I’m listening to this beautiful song of Celine Dion.
I dedicate this to him. To Papang, Happy Father’s Day!