‘He would have loved this’ – Words that cross my mind once every few days when I come across something my father would have enjoyed – a walk in the park, a nice garden, a loyal dog, good food, anything silly my daughter says or does… and the list goes on.
It’s been 17 years. 17 long years since I heard him call my name or saw him smile. My father passed away after an illness in 2003 and our lives haven’t been the same ever since. My mother, sister and I still hold on to his memories and his things like he could be back any day. Maybe the truth is he never left us…maybe he’s with us every time we think of him, every time a smell reminds us of him or a word takes us back to something he would have said.
We’ve moved on, yes we have – as much as we could. But every Father’s Day is a painful reminder of what we don’t have in our lives anymore. Yes, Father’s Day has taken on a new meaning since having a child of my own, but the daughter in me would still like to hold my father’s steady hand when the road gets rocky.
The only solace I have is knowing – somehow, that he’s watching over all of us even now… just as he did in life.
Neha Singh (nee Sah) was born and raised in India and moved to the Northern Nevada area when she married her husband. Comparing and contrasting the two cultures she has lived in is something Neha has enjoyed these last few years, but assimilation wasn’t as hard as some would think (thanks Hollywood!) She and her husband welcomed a daughter in their lives in August 2014 and watching her grow and learn has been the single greatest joy of Neha’s life. She is very grateful for the life she has lived so far and the family and friends that have made it so. She is a manager at a distribution company, loves hanging out with her family, which includes her dog, reading, and writing about her experiences.