So I was on facebook a few minutes ago and i stumbled upon my Uncle’s page.
I was gonna message him just to check in when I realised it’s his birthday today, so i went ahead and gave him my well wishes.
Coincidentally, we lost my dad 8 years ago, on this day.
I was on my other blog and lost track of time, so i looked at the date on my phone just to confirm.
I go through this ever year on this day, what would have been and what wouldn’t have been if he was still alive.
Death is something you can never really get over. You can move on with your life, but you can’t forget that such a person existed once, was once a part of your life.
On this day,i remember my dad, my hero.
I was his favorite, being the only girl. He would buy me the world if he could.
I can see his face clearly in my mind’s eye right now, walking with me to the book fair on “Open Day” at RCS, my JHS.
I’ve always loved reading, so he would buy for me all the books i wanted at the book fair.
I remember clearly the picture of me and him, when i received a prize for being 3rd in my class on Speech& Prize giving day. I was in class 1 then 🙂
I remember how i wanted him to be there to watch me receive my prize for coming 3rd, again in class 3. (He couldn’t make it cos of work).
I remember how he’d drag my extremely lazy self from bed make me sweep the hall& kitchen. I would, with a frown and a lot of reluctance cos i saw it as too much work at the time, instead of training.
Who would marry a girl who can’t sweep or clean?
I remember his famous mixed veggie stew, which he’d prepare in not more than 10 minutes. I know how to make that stew and very fast too cos of him.
I remember the last time I saw him. He took me out, to shop. Said i should get whatever I wanted, like he knew he wasn’t gonna come back.
I was much younger then, so i took some totally irrelevant stuff. Lord knows the things I’d get if i had that opportunity now. Chai!
I remember the day they told us he’d died. I nearly burst into laughter at that grave moment.
How could my hero die? It sounded ridiculous to me!
It soon became real to me, I somehow had to accept the fact that he was gone forever.
Till this day, i sit and think, what would things be like for me if he was still around?
One thing i know for a fact is that he’d have been so fucking proud of me. His only girl, all grown up and almost done with Uni. So beautiful, so lovely.
He’d be proud of how I’ve turned out, who I’ve become cos he’d have had a hand in who I am now.
Sometimes i miss him, sometimes i don’t think of him, sometimes i think of him and cry.
He’s gone, but not forgotten cos he’s right here in my heart.
I’m sure he’d be a lil jealous to know someone much younger is filling that gap he left in my life but he’d be glad all the same, cos that person is doing an amazing job!
Still got love for him, he’ll always be the one who blessed this world with the existence of this Empress.
On this day, i’ll drink to his life, and death, and to his being a wonderful dad to me.
RIP AGOR…. GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN!!!!