..and the pain is still so intense.
At that exact time last night, I was unable to fall asleep. I was silently sobbing in bed, not because of him, but something else. Suddenly I recalled, a month ago, that time, we were surrounding him, sending him off with so much pain and tears. And then the thing I was sad about became so insignificant, so minute, compared to our lost.
I stopped sobbing and told myself I've to be strong, because I've a father who'd been so strong and resilient all his life.
I love you, 爸爸.