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it’s 5:25 in the morning. i woke up from a dream. i can’t vividly remember what my dream was all about. but what i do remember is that papa was in it. all i can remember was that he was smiling at me. then i woke up.

it’s been more than a decade since he passed away. the day he died, i was at my lowest. ever since, whenever people mentioned his name i can’t help myself and tears will just flow down to my cheeks. people who knew us know that i was a papa’s girl. and i will always be a papa’s girl. i just wish that he was there for every accomplishment i have, to share with him my happiness. or even those times that i’ve cried. honestly, even it’s been more than a decade already, the thought of him still makes me cry. yeah, that’s just me.

papa was smiling in my dream. he was happy. 

knowing that he is in a happy place together with our Creator makes me happy. and knowing that my Heavenly Father is always with me, that He will never leave me nor forsake me, is more than enough reason for me to be happier.