It’s Not Really Goodbye…

This is the third post in this series where I pay tribute to my dad, who passed away on 13 Dec 2022.

Here is what I said during the final funeral service, before the cremation, it was the final goodbye, at least for this earthly life:

Many thanks to our dearest family; our aunts and uncles, our cousins, especially for all the love they have shown in standing with us in this very difficult and sad time. Also for helping in so many practical ways; driving us around, getting food and holding our hands.

Thanks to dear friends who are part of our family for also showing their love and support.

Thanks also to Pastor William, Irene, Brenda, Anthony and his team at Church of the Epiphany, and Nicholas and his team at Celebration of Life.

We’re able to walk this heartbreaking journey only because you walk with us.

I want to share 2 things I have learned from my dad.

He taught me to love fiercely and protect, fight for our loved ones. I see it in his devotion to my mum. I remember an incident where my son’s pram was potentially going to get crushed in a crowded bus and he physically put himself in between to protect my boy. He would always fight for our well-being, not just physically but in every aspect. He would talk to whoever needs talking to, get whatever we needed in order to ensure we have the best.

He always told me: if you have it, flaunt it. He didn’t mean it in a showoff way. But if you have a talent, then you should use it, share it with others.

That really sums up the man my dad was, a man who shared whatever he could with the people he cared for and loved.

Thank you, Daddy, for being a loving husband, a dedicated father, a doting grandfather. We will miss you dearly.

At this point, I could not carry on. So my son read out the last bit which is a poem by E.E. Cummings, i Carry Your Heart(i carry it in)

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

One thing which I have not mentioned in all 3 eulogies is that my dad was in a band in his younger days and I remember as a very young child being asked to press the record button on the tape recorder while they were dubbing tapes. My dad loved the classics from the 60s and 70s, these songs were constantly on play in our flat so these are still the songs I really like. Another part of my dad I will carry with me.

I want to especially mention the wonderful, compassionate service provided by Celebration of Life (Nicholas and his team) and the Resting Place Ministry (Anthony and the Church of the Epiphany). They were very kind, handled everything professionally and with great consideration. Between them, they took care of all the logistics and gave us the room we needed to grieve. Many thanks to them.

It has been a difficult and extremely sad time for my family and I, especially for my mum. But I know that in remembering my dad, we keep his memory alive and we have him in our hearts. So it’s not really goodbye. He’s just gone ahead and is scouting out heaven for us and when our good Lord calls us home in turn, my dad will be there to show us around, as he always has done.

So, Daddy, enjoy heaven and time with Jesus. While we miss you so very much now, we know we will see you when we get there.

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