Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Unfinished Puzzle

So here's how I spent the first morning alone at home while my parents and the kids went on an out of town trip to visit my grandma. I just felt good that I got to finish this one without taking a peek in the dictionary. It's just a little bit overwhelming that something as mundane as this could bring back some bittersweet memories from when my dad was still alive and I get to wake up on the sight of him on one of the chairs on the living room with his feet up on the table as his newspaper sits in his lap while he finishes his morning cup. Sometimes I wander towards his side (which I wish I should have done more) and take a peek on his unfinished puzzle and try to help him out, even though most of the time, I end up asking him more questions than giving him answers. There are so many things that I should have done more, but since then, I've learned to be grateful for what I have instead. I just try to pick myself up from where he left off in this unfinished puzzle that we shared and try to look for the answers on my own, just like how he showed it to me once long ago.


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