How could I imagine that he would be gone a month ago...
A great artist, my father-in-law, has passed away.
I could not arrive before he departed.
My flight was almost 2 hours late and I could not take the connecting flight to Milan. So I stayed over night in Zurich to catch the earliest possible flight to get to Milan.
The night, there were many flights stranded in Zurich.
I met wonderful people and shared great time while we were at a hotel in Zurich.
It was almost like a movie how tiny strings could crossover...
I was taking a shower.
I received a SMS.
He is gone...
I could not say good-bye to him...
I could only feel that he must have done this for me, flight delay, meeting strangers and sharing a precious moment and taking me to his place only after he was gone.
He probably did not want to show me the last moment...
No pain anymore for him.
When I arrived at his place, he was sleeping peacefully.
I wish I could talk with him more. I wish I could work on arts together with him.
I wish I could have taken him to Japan.
Many I WISH I COULD'VE...
Thank you, Pappy. I will take care of your family and your arts.
Sleep well, Pappy... I love you Pappy.
Pappy loved her wife and his son very much