im not the same and Im in pain. I feel so incomplete. this is gonna be the first christmas that were gonna spend just the 3 of us. the 3 women of the house. I miss him a lot, why did he have to go this early. Im not yet ready. I still need him. I need him so bad. I miss our breakfast talk and our arguments. I miss it when we chat, I miss the way he talks and the way he laugh so loud. He has a lot of dreams that I'm starting to fulfill. The house is almost done. He has always dreamed of it this way, he would have loved it. My papa would always say 'ayusin nyo anak, wag na kayo gumaya saming walang narating.' I havent made it there but I would bet he would have been happy for me and my sister. Im not perfect that im trying my best. No word can describe how i feel right now. If I could die to be with him I wont think twice. I miss you so much. I wish I could have said some things I've always wanted to say when you were still here, but I guess you'll never know. Im down and Im not doing well without you. I know I have to let you go but no one is gonna take your place and I dont see it happening soon. I love you Papa.