Dad’s Eleventh Death Anniversary

Dad and me, November 1972.

1916 – 1994

Eleven years have passed
Gone but not forgotten
Rest in peace
Dear father.

Author: Peter Tan

Peter Gabriel Tan. Penangite residing in the Klang Valley. Blissfully married to Wuan. A LaSallian through and through. Slave to three cats. Wheelchair user since 1984. End-stage renal disease since 2017. Principal Facilitator at Peter Tan Training specialising in Disability Equality Training. Former columnist of Breaking Barriers with The Borneo Post. This blog chronicles my life, thoughts and opinions. Connect with me on Twitter and Facebook.

4 thoughts on “Dad’s Eleventh Death Anniversary”

  1. There’s one sad truth in life I’ve found
    While journeying east and west –
    The only folks we really wound
    Are those we love the best.
    We flatter those we scarcely know,
    We please the fleeting guest,
    And deal full many a thoughtless blow
    To those who love us best.
    ~Ella Wheeler Wilcox

    **I miss my dad too**

  2. frostier,
    I felt a tinge of guilt when I read that poem. Thank you for sharing. We really should take the trouble to appreciate the people who love us most and whom we love before it is too late. Take care mate.

    I was very innocent then…

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