Upon listening to my 2 voice mail messages from Kiet and Ua, that Dad has died @ 1:11 am this morning, Jan 18, 2009, I would like all my cousins, aunts and uncles, brothers, sisters and my mom to know that everyone of you are in my prayers. I know when we think about Dad, tears tend to come to our eyes, and that is expected because we all loved him so much.
But I got a confession to make, when I think of my Dad, I remember the fun time that we had shared. I recall when I was a little girl, one late nite I was laying on our carpet floor under the dining room table, picking at the table. Dad came down on the floor with me. He asked me what I was doing. I told him that I am going to sleep here. He asked why, and I told him that because it's fun to sleep under the table. So Dad went and got a blanket so that we both can lay on it. Then he lay right down with me, under the table, and start telling me ghosts story that he had heard in VietNam.
That is just like Dad. He loved all of his kids. He knows how to have fun with each and everyone of us. And I am sure he did the same with our cousins. He was a lucky man. Handsome, fun and a lot of people who come to know him, loved him. I am thankful that Dad is not suffering any more. I am so proud of him for being so courageous, and waited for each of us to come and see him before he went home to God.
Dad, if you can see us now, remember that you will always be in our hearts.
Lan Anh here!
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