Three years have passed since I lost my father but for me time seems to stand still. My father still forms an important part of my life. There isn’t a day which goes by where I don’t think about him, miss him or talk about him. I often wonder what his views on certain current events would be, whether he would enjoy food at the new restaurant that opened down the road, or whether he would like the latest acquisition to my wardrobe.
I guess that’s what happens when someone has a larger than life presence. In a strange way it permeates even when the person no longer exists. I still hear his voice telling me not to do silly things, to have patience when I’m sick of waiting for things to happen, and telling me to be strong when I feel like I can’t deal with things. Is it really possible for someone to talk to you from beyond the grave or is it a game your mind plays with you to help you deal with the sudden shock of losing someone so near and dear to you?
I don’t know the answer to that question, but I’m glad that I can still hear his voice in my head. It makes me feel safe, happy and content knowing that, it’s a part of him I’ll always have.
Looking back, I know that in the past three years I’ve grown up more than I did in the 22 years before that. I guess losing someone close to you makes you grow up faster than you ever intended. And all the values that they tried to instill in you seem to suddenly become the values that you strive for even when their physical presence is not around to guide you. As a person, I’ve learnt to be more responsible, goal oriented and focused. I've learnt to prioritise and make time for work and fun. I’ve learnt to face my fears and deal with it head on. I’ve become stronger emotionally than I ever thought possible. Suddenly life seems too short to hold grudges or to fight over trifles. Family has gained more importance than it ever had before. Making time for hobbies and learning new skills has become a part of my routine. In short, living life to the fullest. But the greatest lesson that I have learnt from my dad is, that forging relationships with people is more important than just getting the job done.
And though there are lot of things in life I’m not sure of, one thing I know for sure is , I’ll always be daddy’s girl !
1 comment:
:-)... maybe thats gonna be me in three years!!! But I agree.. Daddy's girl once... Daddy's girl always....
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