A Month to Know My Dad

One would use years or decades to understand a person, but I’ve used only ONE month to really understand my father. This memoir was about my life without much of my dad’s presence and memories. From childhood until I started working, all these growing up footages did not see a shadow of my dad. I wondered if I would have the chance to get to know him or reunite with him. A terminal illness brought me closer to my dad. It took me a month to observe him before his departure; I somehow found that there were simply too many things to reminisce. This LAST month before my dad’s departure will be the most unforgettable one. We managed to connect our souls with only a silent cord.