DAD'S Last Breath At The Church

We grew up all in the kindness of my DAD , who never scold or lift a hand to any of his five children. He never had an enemy nor involve in any heated arguments nor any little fights with anyone. I remember him since childhood, I will just wake up with my breakfast ready as he's the one preparing it. With my first employment, he would accompany me early in the morning everyday while going to our office. He's so supportive and believed and proud of his children. I was just separated from my DAD when I got married. He would come to our house from time to time to see my kids. I was so busy then, working and engaged in real estate business that I was not able to see my father for about 2 months. He has hypertension that's why my mom was always on the guard with his food and med. He used to go to church on Sunday morning while my mom was busy with our fruits and vegetable store but still she manage to have my Dad eat his breakfast with her. One Sunday morning, my mom didn't notice my DAD, probably shes'so busy at the store, that my Dad perhaps proceeded to the church to hear mass without taking his breakfast. While attending the mass, he might feel dizzy that vow his head, while kneeling, somebody noticed him that he was laid down to the bench. He was rushed to the nearby hospital but my father was dead. I broke down when I heard what happened, so sad to think that no one of his loved ones was there in time he needed them most. It still hurts thinking, I should have done something to revive him, should I was there. I should have offer him a cup of coffee or milk which I used to do in times he's not feeling well. I should have prayed for him and begged for his life, his inside the church anyway. I should have hugged and kissed my Dad before he gasped for his last breath. I should have whispher him my love and gratitude for his kindness, for all the love and greatness.

Nineteen years had passed, still I'm in tears remembering my kind DAD. He was 81, then. Let us love our fathers and everyone we love while they are still around...Happy Father's Day, friends.