I’m a coffee drinker. I love coffee since my mother gave me my first sip from her cup. My father also was a coffee lover. If I let him, he would drink coffee all day. That’s one of the things I missed from my dad. I will come from work and he will be waiting to have coffee together. He will ask about my day and we will talk about the movie he was watching or his favorite Spanish soap. Nowadays when I come home it feels empty. My dad is not waiting to have coffee and to share my day. I just sit by myself with my cup of coffee waiting for my grandkids from school. My husband would come from work close to dinner time. When I’m having my coffee, it brings memories of my parents. It makes me feel relax and calm.
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My Christmas tree it’s done. I was debating if I should decorate this year or not. It’s not even be three weeks since my dad passed away and I’m not ready for celebration. My grandkids had been asking for the decoration and they want to cheer me up. Every year I decorated my home in honor of my mother. Both of my parents love Christmas especially the family gathering.
I think it’s too soon, however the spark on my grandkids eyes brings a little of happiness in my heart. I have work to do with finishing the house. My villages and nutcrackers are next on my list.
A few minutes before he has the heart attack we were talking about decorating his bedroom. Now, his room is close and I don’t know if I can grant his wish.
Daily Post: Sparkle
Remembering you is easy, I do it everyday. Missing you is the heartache that never goes away.
In response of One-Liner Wednesday hosted by Linda G. Hill.
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I went to work this morning to find an email from the school principal address to all the staff. An email containing the sad news our beloved custodian passed away the night before in his sleep. I was in shock, my body starts to shake, and I began crying. For a moment I thought it could be a mistake and that I would see him in one of the classrooms. Thoughts and questions began to circulate in my brain. How this happens and why him.
As soon the teachers start to come to work I noticed the tears and the sadness. Then more info came later on, he has a massive heart attack in his sleep. The hard part was the teachers explaining the sad news to the kids. I saw tears and sad faces.
He would be missed by everyone who knew him. I’m already missing his smile and the way he made our days go smoothly.
Losing a beloved friend who still young it makes me realize we can lose a love one anytime. I’m heartbroken and what a lesson to learn. We need to take care of the people we love. We need to make sure we tell them how much we love them and how important they are in our life’s.
To my beloved friend I will miss your smile and the respect you have for every single person in that building including the kiddos. I read in some place that we learn something good or bad from every person we meet in our lives. From you it has been all amazing things. I’ve learn to be happy, be positive, and to care about others.
Good bye my dear friend.