It’s been almost two months since my Dad lost his battle to lung cancer.\u00a0 I couldn’t post a blog after his passing.\u00a0 I really didn’t know what to write about, nor had the energy for it.\u00a0 It’s tough to write about someone you love about their passing, because it brings back all the great memories you’ve had.\u00a0 But now, I think it’s time to for me to write again.\u00a0 And to start off, I’ll post the speech I did for my Dad.\u00a0 Here it goes:<\/p>\n
Why?\u00a0 Why did God have to take my Dad?\u00a0 If everything has a reason, then why did He give my Dad lung cancer?\u00a0 These are some of the questions that kept lingering on my mind.\u00a0 You get these mixed emotions, negative feelings, loss of faith.\u00a0 So I asked my wife the same questions.\u00a0 Then I finally realized, because my wife told me, that Dad already served his purpose in life.\u00a0 Then friends told me that he lived a good life… and he did.\u00a0 So thank you all for making me understand.<\/p>\n
But the pain and this feeling of emptiness seem unbearable.\u00a0 It’s difficult to adjust our lives without my Dad.\u00a0 He was a great Dad, a great husband, great Popop for Avery and a great friend for many people.<\/p>\n
If there is a fight better than any boxing match it was my Dad’s fight with lung cancer.\u00a0 It wasn’t just 12 rounds of right hooks and uppercuts but a year and two months of radiation and chemo.\u00a0 His fight was longer than any of his doctors have predicted him to live, coz my Dad was always a fighter.<\/p>\n
My fondest memory with my Dad is singing karaoke with him.\u00a0 Whenever there was a party, Dad would always grab the karaoke mic first rather than the spoon and fork.\u00a0 He would always learn to play in the keyboard the songs he would sing.\u00a0 He was also great in sports.\u00a0 I could never forget his unbelievable shots in pool and his wild hook shots in basketbal.<\/p>\n
With all the people gathered here today, I am amazed at how a man with few words can touch so many lives.\u00a0 Though my father will not be physically here anymore, he will always be alive in our memories and in our hearts.<\/p>\n
And as my father gave his name to me, I will carry on with all the gifts he left us; how a husband he was to my mom, how a dad should be to his children, the glory is sacrificing and putting others first, the passion for music and outdoors, and to never give up all the battles you are faced with.\u00a0 If I could be half the man, the father, the husband, the friend my father was, then he did not die in vain.<\/p>\n
Sleep warm Dad, sleep tight, sleep well.\u00a0 I love you.\u00a0 We love you.\u00a0 Always have and always will.<\/p>\n
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