Happy Birthday...

Today is my dad’s birthday. He would have been 75 today had he been around. I guess age doesn’t really matter to him anymore now that he’s happily enjoying his eternal life. I cannot help to feel that this is still that special day that we would celebrate. Funnily enough unintentionally I had fried noodle during lunchtime and I didn’t even realize that today is his birthday.
Papap if you are around you’re probably eating your ice cream cake as we speak. The one with fruit cocktail ice cream and without any cake just layers of your favorite ice cream hand made courtesy of your sister, my ice cream auntie. You would have spent the morning playing golf being it a Wednesday, and you’d probably brought little treats for your golfing pals. The afternoon would have been spent at home with your grandchildren bringing you cards they made themselves, and by evening we all would probably eat your favorite soto.
Papap life goes on for the rest of us. You’d be so proud with your newest little grand daughter. As for us, the kids who aren’t exactly kids anymore but will always be kids in your eyes, well life has been kind to us I guess. I’m still as lost as ever, but still manage to slowly creeping to the whatever my destiny is. In other word… yes, I’m still working! And no I’m not bumming! Though sadly to say your hope of me settling down is still rather, well obscure… I still don’t know where I want to live and start building my life. But don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll sort it out soon I guess… J
Papap wonder whether you’re happy over there… Well you better jolly be happy since losing you wasn’t quite a walk in the park and it’s definitely is not worth it if you’re not happy. And you better enjoy your birthday over there, because not being able to celebrate it with you is kinda suck. Sigh, I’m sorry I’m ranting… I guess I just miss you. Miss your wrinkly skin, miss your laughter, miss your words of wisdom and most of all… I miss munching chips in front of the TV with you.