32 years and I still miss you

Today is my father's death anniversary...
yes, 32 years had gone by.
i was 10 years old then.

i still can remember
how punishments are done during our days.
but with all honesty,
i cannot remember any pain from those.
those are part of the person i am today.

all i know is how good
he is in providing everything that we need and want.
how he support us in everything we want to do.
how he protects us from everything
that could harm us.

and only if he is still here
i will never be ashame to say
that i would probably still
sit on his lap and cuddle.

i can still vividly
remember his face
so goodlooking.
his scent from working in the shop
from monday until friday
and the scent from a day of labor
in the farm on the weekends.

o tatay!
i love you...
and i miss you so much!

May the Lord Almighty
keep you in His Paradise.

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Prayer For The Dead

God our Father, 
Your power brings us to birth, 
Your providence guides our lives, 
and by Your command we return to dust.
Lord, those who die still live in Your presence, 
their lives change but do not end. 
I pray in hope for my family, 
relatives and friends, 
and for all the dead known to You alone. 
In company with Christ, 
Who died and now lives, 
may they rejoice in Your kingdom, 
where all our tears are wiped away. 
Unite us together again in one family, 
to sing Your praise forever and ever.


Amen.
taken from [link]
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fyi, "tatay" means father in Filipino