June 10, 2015
On the morning of June 10, 2015, I received a phone call from my mother that would forever change my life.
Immediately after exchanging hellos, she relayed to me the heartbreaking news about my father.
With her voice a bit shaky, she in our dialect softly said, Papa is already gone.
Back then, I could not believe what I was hearing from her. I even thought for a moment that I was only having a bad dream.
But when it became clear to me that everything was real, I suddenly felt an excruciating emotional pain and my eyes started to shed tears of deep sorrow.
On that day, I was so devastated. My world fell apart and my life broke into bits and pieces.
One year after Papa’s death
One year after Papa’s death, I still feel the same kind of pain and still shed the same kind of tears, especially when I am all alone.
Time does not heal all wounds
Some say time heals all wounds.
Time does not heal all wounds, especially those caused by the death of a loved one.
The harsh reality is that the passage of time makes such wounds even worse and more painful.
Because, as time passes by, you only realize that your dear departed loved one is really gone for good.
How I wish I could turn back the hands of time.
Because, if only I could, I would surely turn it back to those days when my father was still alive, jolly, and strong.