This is the last photo I took of my father. I first shared this in my Instagram account.
We still miss him. I regret being angry at him all the time. But he was still there when we needed him. He is like the nail in our family, the glue, he connected us. His silence means so much. His life is full of trials. I took him from granted and it was too late. All I can do is to honor his legacy that family is always family, and no matter what, we have to be there for each other. Hope he is happy on the other side.