Dear Dad,

     i still remember the you laughed, the way you talked to us, even the way you got mad. i still remember how you took me to a holiday even if it was only a day. and i miss all your habits. i miss how you took a joke at me. i miss your being in the car you drove. and you will never imagine how people still remember you as a kind-hearted, caring, lovable, and humorous person. they miss you. and i miss you.

     Saturday, April 4th, 2009. nobody ever thought that it was going to be your last day. i didn’t even have a chance to meet you that day. all i ever know is i woke up, started to read a new book, and a neighbor knocked our door impatiently. he told us that you were fainted and we went to the hospital with his car. and there you were! we found you! we found you lying on a bed covered by a white fabric from head to toe. you were lying there in peace without hearing any scream and cry that we made.

     i remember the last Friday we spent. you kicked my dog!! how could you?! i got mad. but we were still in the same room, sat on the same couch, watched at the same television. i didn’t really get mad at you. you replied me jokingly. and i really regret it now. how could i get mad at you on your last day with me? why didn’t i spend that night with you?

     people were cheering me up, comforting me, accompanying me, but all i wanted was you. i didn’t want anyone else. you are my father, a daughter’s first love. and now you’re not here to be with me to select a guy that deserves me. you’re not here to guide me to enter the path of righteousness. what if i can’t decide which is right and wrong, can you help me? what if i get into the wrong path, can you guide to escape?

     well, i only have one father that is you. mom *how hard she tried* can never be you. the older brother isn’t you who has a wise mind. my boyfriend isn’t you who know me really well. my friends will never fill my days the way you filled it. no one know what i always want the you know it.

     the spirit of the house isn’t the same as you were here. we didn’t have dinner together on the dining table with a full family members again after you had gone. i didn’t have my saturday habit with you anymore. but i hope you rest in Peace and may God bless you in there. i miss youuuu and i love youuu daaddd :*

                                                                                                  Sincerely,

                                                                                            Your Daughter