Hello Papa, I know that wherever you are, you can read this. Few months ago, when I learned that your situation wasn’t getting any better, I know I had to go home to see you. I am a nurse so I know that your condition was worsening. You probably felt it too, but knowing you, you did not tell us anything to prevent us from worrying. But I want you to know that I could see how your body was failing you and I could feel your suffering because I have seen so many patients suffer from it painfully when I was still working as a nurse in the wards. And it pains my heart up to this day that I managed to care for those patients during the toughest moments in their lives, but not during the time when you need me the most. That was probably my biggest failure as a nurse and as a daughter, and I will be asking for your forgiveness for the rest of my life.
You probably know by now, but I have been having a tough life. I have few savings, been skipping meals and I have been missing home so bad but won’t tell you because I do not want you and mama to worry. I have been losing my closest friends ever since I came here. Things at work weren’t well too. I was so overworked, misunderstood and left out but I did not complain (well, there were times when I tried to fight back but it did not lead to anything good so I stopped) because I have a family to support.
Despite my situation, I know I did everything that I have to do. I was truly blessed to have friends and a partner who have helped me (morally and financially) despite the pandemic situation here and back home during that time. They have lent me money so that I could buy the ticket to go home. I have experienced so many hurdles along the way but I am grateful to those people who patiently and continuously assisted me in every step of the way to get back to you safe. I may have spent all the savings and borrowed money I have got to assist my family but I will never regret the things that I have done for them.
I was so happy that I was able to provide some of your wishes, and I am so sorry for the things I was not able to do and give. I will always remember how you easily learned to use the android phone I have given you as a gift on your 70th birthday, and the 4am calls I received almost every day after that. I’m glad that I saw you when you were still strong and smiling, and I am so thankful for that little time I have spent with you. I have always thought you weren’t proud of me when I was young but I know now that you were happy and proud of my achievements and who I have become. You have always made everything so hard (math, chores, and cooking) but thank you for trusting me and my decisions when I got older. I never told you any of my problems at work but thank you for not judging me when I was at my worst.
I thought that leaving you was the most painful part of it all, because I know that on my next visit, I might not see you anymore, but I was wrong. It was the video call few hours before your passing that made my heart go numb. I know you were looking for me and I am sorry I could not come home. No one ever mentioned about the pain on losing your parent this way. During our last phone call, hearing you saying that “I am very weak now” broke my heart into pieces. That very moment, flashback of memories came rushing back and I realised how you tried your best to be strong as a father despite your struggles and shortcomings because we need you. You were not a perfect father and we weren’t a perfect family but you made sure you supported us in your own way throughout these years.
Now that you’re gone, I know that all the memories of you are precious moments in my life I could never repeat. Whenever I look back on those days when I was still young and life was still easy, I always remember how happy we really were. There’s this warm feeling and comfort knowing that even though you may not be physically around, I can always re-visit our memories whenever I miss you and the old times. Sorry for not telling you about the recent developments in my life. It was just hard to tell you about it when I know you were also suffering from your illness.
Sometimes, in the middle of my busy work and mediocre life, it just hits me. I lost a parent and I am still silently mourning for that loss. Papa, it has been six months already but I still feel it deeply in my heart. I feel the pain and loneliness whenever I take the early morning train to work, or whenever I pass through the noisy, busy, and crowded streets of the city and the underground. I feel it more whenever I speak to mama and my sister and I feel it most on special occasions, like birthdays and anniversaries. There is this vague feeling of loss and emptiness that no one talks about when a parent dies.
This will be the first Christmas without you and I know it will never be the same again but we will try our best to live our best lives for you. I know you are looking after us everyday and I can feel your protection from danger and from other people. You can probably see our silent battles now but I know that we have our very own guardian angel parent on our side.
We miss and love you dearly, papa. Please don’t worry about us because my sister and I will look after each other and mama. I will also do my best to help your family (I know you were worried about them). Also, you’re probably still waiting for me to come home.
I hate this pandemic, but don’t worry, I will come home.