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Daddy,
It has been 20 years since you left us, and sometimes that number still feels unreal to me.
The truth is… I don’t remember much anymore. Time has slowly faded a lot of the memories , and sometimes that makes me emotional because I wish I could remember every detail about you clearly.
I wish I could still perfectly remember your face without looking at pictures.
I wish I could remember your voice.
I wish I could remember more moments with you.
But even though many memories have faded with time, there are certain things I can never forget.
I can never forget how you used to take us to Mr. Biggs after school those days when you were around. I still remember those doughnuts with jam inside and how excited my older brother and I used to be so happy when you came to pick us back then in primary school.
And then there’s one memory that has stayed with me all these years…
I was in JSS1 in boarding school when you came to visit me for the first time. It wasn’t even visiting day.
You came straight from work wearing your uniform with your friends. I remember I was in my hostel room and from the window I could see people outside, but I didn’t know one of them was you because it was your first time coming there.
Then people started saying someone was looking for me.When I finally saw you, I was so happy.
That memory has never left me because I didn’t know it would be the first and last time you would ever come to see me in my hostel. You died that same year.
Funny how little moments like that stay in the heart forever. And now that I have children of my own, it hurts sometimes knowing they never got the chance to meet you. They don’t have grandparents from both sides, but I still want them to know who you were someday.
I want them to see your pictures.
I want them to know this was their grandpa.
Even though time has passed and memories may fade, you will always remain a part of me.
Forever remembered.
Forever loved. ❤️