We had not been staying with dad since I was 12 when my parents were divorced. Dad regretted for not being a good husband but he changed over the years to a better person.
Life had been quiet from his side, and he was struggling to survive, working hard to earn a living.
When he left us, we had to clean and clear his belongings in his room . When we were cleaning his room and found so old things that he had been keeping. He had too many DVDs, that's what a lonely person does, watch DVD alone, that was so sad...
He had a lot of religion books and cassettes/CDs. He wrote a lot about Buddha teachings...
We found some old coins, his collections maybe. He had a old camera, wow, the casing is leather! Amazing!
He was keeping his salary slips, etc... so many papers and receipts...
I found some birthday cards that I did for him. I shed tears reading what I wrote for him. There was one card, which I drew and the message was very sentimental and I felt for him.
I saw some pictures when he was younger, and some pictures with great smile and memories.
I no longer had a chance to hold his hands, I still remember I told him in the hospital before he went into coma, "Papa, our hands look a like..." I miss you dad... wondering how are you doing....
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