I Still Miss Him

So this evening, I've been crying after reading a blog of a Canadian man written while he was dying from cancer plus his last post that he had instructed his family to put up after he passed away. I was bawling my eyes out and sniffling all over the place.

That brought thoughts of the one close person in my life I've lost: my grandfather. After 3 years, I still miss him immensely! He passed in Jan 2008 and the sad thing is between 2004 and 2007, we were not in touch much because I was out of the country and even when I returned in late 2007 and he fell ill and was in hospital, I feel I didn't visit him enough. Too many late night-outs and the assumption that he would get better. I feel soooo guilty when I think I may have failed him towards the end.

I miss him, I miss him, I miss him, I miss him, I miss him, I miss him! But I know that he is with our Lord already, rejoicing in His presence. I am very very thankful that I grew up with my Papa and that he was the father that the Lord gave to me for the first few years of my life. He was a wonderful man and I'm glad he lived!

I miss you Papa. Always