Dad, it’s been two years since you left us, how are you doing over there? You must miss your loved ones, just as we always miss you.
It’s spring again, Dad, are you still cold there? Tomorrow is the annual Ching Ming Festival again, but today is your second anniversary of your death. I can’t hold back my emotions and write this article to mourn you.
Dad, although you have not brought us a particularly rich life, you have done your best. In the days of poverty, you gave us enough loving fatherly love. Although I was born in the early 1960s, my father’s love is like a mountain. I don’t seem to have lived a life of starvation, but you, you saved your rations, took them home, and let my two brothers eat. , divide a white noodle bun, and find a small wooden stick to measure it, so as to truly achieve “equal division”, when you see this scene, you will often be amused.
Your children remember as if no one had ever been beaten by you, so the three of us brothers and sisters are not afraid of you. I remember that sometimes when I made you angry, you raised your hand and looked like you were going to fight, but after all, you couldn’t hold on for a few seconds. I’m in high school and I still remember it.
I was admitted to university in 1982. At that time, my family was poor and I didn’t even have a decent pair of trousers, so you can give me the “pants” that you are reluctant to wear I don’t have a decent box, so you made a book box for me after you remodeled the wooden box with iron nails overnight; when you went to school, you didn’t even think about it, and you gave me the watch on your wrist. . . .
My brother and I both call you Dad, and my sister is thirteen years younger than me, so I call you Dad, and you will be happy when you hear it.
I remember one year when you celebrated your birthday, I ordered a happy birthday song for you on the radio. I asked the radio to broadcast on time at twelve o’clock, and I would have dinner soon. I can’t find you, so you are listening to the song I ordered for you in front of my van. I can see that you are very happy listening to it, happy like a child.
Writing here, Dad, I’m already crying, will you call me unpromising? My dear old father, if you are still here, even if you scold me, I will feel extremely happy.
In the last six months of your life, you were plagued with illness. You always sigh: life is better now, it would be great to enjoy a few more years of blessings! Dad, the children all want you to live a long life and make up for the hardships you suffered when you raised us in the past, but God did not wish you to suffer from illness, and the children were helpless.
On the second day of the lunar new year in 2020, I have arranged a photographer to take a family photo for our family, but It is up to people to make things happen, On the first day of the new year, there was an abhorrent epidemic, which blocked the children and grandchildren who wished you New Year’s greetings halfway, and naturally did not take a family portrait, which has become your biggest regret.
Remember your last hospital stay. All three of our sisters were with you in the hospital, which gave you a lot of peace of mind and your condition seems to have eased. The 21st day of the second lunar month in 2020 is your last birthday in the hospital. I specially prepared wine from Lao Qi’s house for you. Your only son-in-law also rushed to the hospital. In front of your sick bed, the children cried. Celebrate your birthday with a smile.
Afterwards, the doctor called my brother and I to the office and said that your condition no longer requires hospitalization. The brain tumor has metastasized to the chest and is compressing the esophagus. The picture shows your The esophagus has collapsed to the point that only a gap is left, and you can die at any time with phlegm blocking your breath.
Dad, we are heartbroken, but we have to hold back in front of you and cannot explain it to you. The children didn’t want you to die in the hospital, so they endured the heartache and let you go home.
Dad, writing this, my heart clenched with discomfort. It is against your wishes to let you out of the hospital. During the medical treatment in Xi’an, you cried from time to time in your sleep at night. You still expected the doctor to diagnose your disease, and you wanted to live an extra two or three years. You thought it was because the children couldn’t pay for the hospitalization. Although they didn’t want to be discharged from the hospital, they didn’t say much and just obeyed silently.
Dad, I have to take you home for conservative treatment. During this period, I did not hesitate to pay a lot of money to seek famous doctors, and let you insist on taking traditional Chinese medicine for nearly half a year. So far, the precious medicine prepared for you has not been used up. After the Spring Festival, you can hardly eat and vomit even after drinking. Lying on the bed, holding a position almost all the time, we need to turn you over from time to time, and the eyes are full of desire to survive. This scene makes your loved ones unbearable and heart-wrenching.
From the hospital back to your hometown where you lived for many years, you lay in the house you built with your own hands, and spent the last three years of your life without eating or drinking. sky. During this period, I checked your pulse several times, but by the third day of the third month of the lunar calendar, I could no longer feel it. My heart was in extreme pain. Although it was so hard to let go, Dad, you were still on the fourth day of the third month of the lunar calendar at 13 pm. He stopped breathing around .
Dad, you drive a crane to the west, there is no pain in heaven, may you breathe freely in heaven. Go home often when you have time, and please come to my dreams often, so that I can chat with my father about home.
Dear father, your children will miss you forever.