I remember handing you a small paper of my drawing secretly… Before you got into the plane…
So that I could make sure, you would think of me more everyday…
I remember you calling me your golden daughter…
Even though I was nothing special than other girls… Except that I’m born to you…
I remember you turning and tossing whole night restlessly…
Just because I had a small headache…
I remember you waiting for me outside our home…
So that you could give me a heart warming smile when I return from school…
I remember your voice trembling with sadness for being angry to me…
Even though it was entirely my fault…
I remember you talking to me showing no pain in the hospital bed…
When I knew you were having a hard time…
I pray to God to give me one more chance…
So that I could tell you how much I love you more than anyone…
How great a father were you to me…
How great a life you have given me…
I thank God…for making me your golden daughter…
I pray everyday…wherever you are, may you be happy…
I pray to God… to help us all meet in Heaven…
I pray to God…that my home with my family is the Heaven I wish to have…
I remain strong… I remain positive…
But when I saw the small paper I handed you seventeen years ago… In your suitcase you used to carry everyday…
I couldn’t stop my tears…
But I knew then…that I was always loved and remembered by you… The whole time of your life…
And I knew…it was a gesture from God… Showing me…to do good deeds…
So that I can meet you one day…
And I’m waiting for that beautiful morning…
When I open my eyes and see your face…
With a heart warming smile…
I want to talk to you the whole day…
I want to tell you how terribly I missed you all these years……..