November 2018 is when my father passed away from a heart attack. It happened so quickly that I didn't have time to react on what had happened during that day. I didn't cry when they said that my father was already gone when they arrived at the hospital as I just stared blankly and didn't feel my tears were already running down my cheeks but as soon as they started dripping that's when I got back to reality and bursted out crying for my father and kept denying that he was already dead. Yesterday was his birthday actually just before Father's Day. We visited his grave yesterday as we greeted happy birthday and lighted candles for him. It's been already 4 years and I still miss him up until this day but I just got to accept that he is already done with this life and had to move-on to the afterlife. That's just life does it. Happy Father's Day to people who had been father figures to you guys.
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