Dear God,

If he's in heaven with You, I want You to tell Tatay that I miss him.

I want You to tell him that no matter what happens no one will be able to replace him. Although, I was never able to see him, I am still believing that someday You'll permit me to; You'll permit us to.

I want You to tell him that even though I hate this day, because everybody's greeting their dads a Happy Fathers' Day (and some people mistakenly sends me messages assuming that I still have one), still I want You to tell him that he's always the first person who comes in mind.

I want You to tell him that although there are no real and tangible reasons why I want to thank him I still do. I want You to tell him that I thank him because without him I may not be here, I may not enjoy the life I am in right now.

I want You to tell him that although I do not understand his reasons before, I am forcing myself in understanding it now.

I want You to tell him that although he failed to hug or hold me, I am assuming that he does that in my dreams.

I want You to tell him that even  though he left us I did not keep any grudges.

I want You to tell him that I whisper prayers directly to him every time everybody around me do not understand me at all. I want You to tell him that he is the only one I turn to when I do not have anyone in mind to tell all the secrets I have inside.

I want you to tell him that he is my inspiration in everything that I do. The lack of him sustains the creativity I have within.

I want You to tell him that I love him even before I knew him, and I still do that till this very day.

I want You to tell him that I am looking forward to seeing him till the last moment of my life.

Tatay, where ever you are, be safe. Keep us safe. Take care of Nanay, 'cause she loves you still.

Amen.