Its not easy admitting. Neither is it easy accepting. A dream that doesn't end it is. No justification caters enough for all we are feeling. Hurt, pain, sorrow...grief covers it all.
Another last chance to say goodbye would be more than a pleasure. Another last chance for that rib-cracking sentiment that always painted a vivid picture to lighten the mood. Another last chance to hear you say its all going to be alright even in the worst of time. Another last chance to hear you hum to a song not so familiar to many. Another last chance to see you portray a kind act with no expectation back.
Its been afew days since we walked with you to your resting place. By the day we feel the empty void. By the hour we feel that missing portion that made us complete. We are trying to come to terms that your purpose in life must have been accomplished; that a subtle reason for it all must be behind all that happened.
All in all, you gave us will to go through the good and bad times with zeal and hope. You gave us encouragement to give a shot at conquering fears, taking risks and learning from their end result rather than playing it safe. A good reminisce of the goods times that went along with the bad yet you managed to guide us in seeing only the positive. Never before had we had such humor filling our presence; a story well cooked, along went with it, a meal perfectly cooked.
You taught us of the significant acts that makes life, life. Being kind even to the strangest of people, forgiving even if the same wouldn't be reciprocated, laughing out loud in the presence of family, friends; even foes. Loving With completeness. You understood it all. You lived it all. You gave it your all.
As you take your rest, you leave behind the qualities that we should strive to learn and personate. We are thankful for the moments we shared.
More than a father, more than a mentor, more than a friend. You will be more than missed Anko. Till we meet again in God's time; all our love.