It’s been a tough week for my family, my dad passed away last tuesday. He finally succumbed to stroke attack that paralyzed his speech and right side of his body almost five years ago. Fortunately, it had been a blissful five years as he witnessed two weddings (mine and my brother’s) and welcomed the birth of three grandchildren.
I can’t believe that he left us so soon because his condition was really stable. The night before, he was still watching TV until 10 pm. We are not sure what happened but it seems that he died in his sleep perhaps from another stroke attack. My brother called me at work and I immediately took the first flight out. The journey home wasn’t easy, it took 19 hours to get to Singapore from San Francisco, another hour to get to the closest airport followed by a 10 hour bus-ride to my hometown. We held the funeral a day after I arrived.
I can’t thank all family and friends enough, they help us so much while we grief. My parents live in a small town and pretty much the entire town (plus people from out of town) came to offer condolences and helped coordinate the wake and funeral. During the three-day wake, I had a chance to catch up with so many family and friends, they all really admired my dad. They said my dad was a man of integrity and dignity, always generous with friends/family in needs. My memory of him is not far off, plus he’s always supportive of my endeavors and encouraged me to achieve above and beyond. We shared the same passion of traveling and reading. Sadly, I didn’t inherit his passions for outdoor/nature and fishing.
My dad on a fishing boat, circa late 70s
Proud of his big catch
My dad took me and a family friend on my first plane ride, circa 1983
Our last vacation (minus my sister who was on a honeymoon) in 2005 before he got sick
Papa, you will be missed. I love you.