Without showing any ill signs, my father suddenly left us in this March. My sister and I were really shocked because we all thought his health was not bad. His loss really hurt us because we had very strong bonds with him. My mum was very sick when we were young, so it's my father who took the responsibilities to raise us. He had two roles to maintain, a good father and a good mother. Amazingly, he did quite well because he always tried his best to satisfy our needs. We were very close to him especially after my mum's death. That's why lost him is just like lost the most important thing in my life I feel I no longer is a completed person every since. I never stop thinking of my father, but I don't dare to tell anyone how I feel. I have to be strong in front of others, especially my sister, because I know this sad news was just too hard for her to swallow. If I had not been strong enough, she wouldn't have had the courage to face this tragedy. I knew besides her husband, she really really depended on me. Now, I often go to my dad's room to check whether he is still there, but the empty bed let me down each time I do that. How I wish I could see you one more time, dad. It's probably pathetic for an old man like me whining on board like this. But after reading a boarder's post about her passed away mum, I just couldn't control myself and my misses toward my dad. When dad was still alive, he always left a light on for me if I went home late. Now, only darkness is waiting for me when I go home at night. --

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