ever since my grandparents passed on, my dad has been living alone. i do stay over some times when i was younger, but hardly ever now. i'm always giving the excuse that i'm busy with this and that, though i'm really not to sure what i'm busy with. just attended a wake last week, and the thought struck me again. life is so unpredictable. i always thought that my parents are superheroes when i was younger, powerful and fearless as they never seem to be tired from working or providing for me. and as i grow towards adulthood, i realize how messed up the working world can be, i still have so much to learn sigh.
our parents are aging. take time to notice, relive memories together & cherish. happy fathers day, dad. this post is dedicated to you.