Seah's Point Of ViewI am kneeling in front of my father's grave while holding a bouquet of white tulip flowers. He loves these flowers, and I remember he always buys tulips for our little altar. And buying this for his grave made me miss him more. A couple of years had passed since he was resting in his tomb; it seems like yesterday. His happy yet memorable memories and words of wisdom are fresh in my heart and engraved in my soul."I love you, Dad." Those three words, three words that I never had a chance to let him hear those words coming from me.Those simple words that I really loved to say to him yet, I'll feel ashamed, so I kept silent. You know, don't judge me; I'm not really that close to my father. Even when he's still alive, I rarely or never say those three words to him; for me, it's kind of cringe. And definitely, he'll never hear it either, now that he's gone.Growing up with one parent was a very difficult thing. On top of that, I never grew up in a family that showed y
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