2 weeks after he left us

The sudden absence of someone closed to you can be quite unbearable.

Especially when you know that he won't be back...ever again.

It is a difficult period for all of us; but we know that we have to move on.

A few times, I caught my mother seating at one corner and seemed to be thinking of him and about the past.

It is still difficult for us to return home and see his photo, which was placed on the table. That face... once so familiar and was alive.

Whenever I see the corner he used to sit and read his newspaper, and the place he lied down when not feeling well... tears will well up ...

Last night, my youngest brother said that he dreamt of my father... in his dream, he saw my father busy in the kitchen. (Before he passed away, he used to cook for the family; but we didn't seem to appreciate his cooking much... sigh)