Lieve papa,
Je bent nu al langer dan een week van ons weg. Maar het voelt alsof je niet weg bent. Het gevoel dat je van de tennisclub,van je werk of uit je vertrouwde stamkroeg nog moet komen. Tell me does this pain in my ? ever go away. Cause sometimes it feels like it never Will. I miss the small things that remind me of you. Your sneaky eyes. Your laugh. Your humor however twisted it sometimes was. I wanted these little moments these memories to last longer then we were aloud. But i guess that's Just what these ar now memories. I feel so alone in this house. I know i am not alone mom is here with me. But it's not enough. Were is the grumpy stubborn but loveable man that used to sit in that chair. He's gone gone to soon but never forgotten. I will always keep you in my ? and my memories.
Ik hou van je pa!!