My dear FIL,
Can I begin by saying that there has not been a single day that I have not thought about you and not wished that you were still here with us? You were a man of great character and principal. I was always in search of a mentor like you to guide me through this rock and roll journey called LIFE.Just almost when I began to realise that I could learn some really good tricks of the trade from you to combat life, destiny dealt her cards and took you away.
Now, I can't ever put in words how grateful I am that your death was so fast and graceful, if I may say.My deepest and strongest wish now that I feel too tired and old on some days is to have an end like you did.
A way to a man's heart, they may say, is through his stomach. But surely a way to my heart is simply through my heart. We all have different shades to our personality. Different people see different shades. Different people like different shades.I too saw different shades in you. One as father to his DIL and the other as a grandfather to my son.The way our minds and hearts work, the former shade felt like a growing seedling...a growth that I slowly began to realise and relish. The latter shade, I simply saw without doubt, straightaway - from day one.. and this is the shade that found its way- straight into my heart, so effortlessly.
I feel robbed of all the valuable learning's that I could have pocketed and I feel so utterly robbed for my son since the relationship that you two shared was so abruptly cut short.The bond that I saw growing between the two of you was love and affection in its purest form personified.Well, as I say the way our minds and hearts work, such a bond brought such great sense of joy and warmth and assurance that a tinge of envy I could not avoid. Envy that my little man had such a blast in your company more so than mine.
Along with you seems to have gone that sense of confidence in parenting that I was just beginning to discover.
What I have today, I try to believe is like a present wrapped in lifes' ifs and buts.I can see my present only if I unwrap and put aside the ifs and buts. And what I find is my present packed with memories we created that are so fond and just as beautiful as our bond....
Can I begin by saying that there has not been a single day that I have not thought about you and not wished that you were still here with us? You were a man of great character and principal. I was always in search of a mentor like you to guide me through this rock and roll journey called LIFE.Just almost when I began to realise that I could learn some really good tricks of the trade from you to combat life, destiny dealt her cards and took you away.
Now, I can't ever put in words how grateful I am that your death was so fast and graceful, if I may say.My deepest and strongest wish now that I feel too tired and old on some days is to have an end like you did.
A way to a man's heart, they may say, is through his stomach. But surely a way to my heart is simply through my heart. We all have different shades to our personality. Different people see different shades. Different people like different shades.I too saw different shades in you. One as father to his DIL and the other as a grandfather to my son.The way our minds and hearts work, the former shade felt like a growing seedling...a growth that I slowly began to realise and relish. The latter shade, I simply saw without doubt, straightaway - from day one.. and this is the shade that found its way- straight into my heart, so effortlessly.
I feel robbed of all the valuable learning's that I could have pocketed and I feel so utterly robbed for my son since the relationship that you two shared was so abruptly cut short.The bond that I saw growing between the two of you was love and affection in its purest form personified.Well, as I say the way our minds and hearts work, such a bond brought such great sense of joy and warmth and assurance that a tinge of envy I could not avoid. Envy that my little man had such a blast in your company more so than mine.
Along with you seems to have gone that sense of confidence in parenting that I was just beginning to discover.
What I have today, I try to believe is like a present wrapped in lifes' ifs and buts.I can see my present only if I unwrap and put aside the ifs and buts. And what I find is my present packed with memories we created that are so fond and just as beautiful as our bond....
