Kit "Hing Jay" Hing Wong

Today is Father’s Day. It has been 164 days since you left us. Time keeps moving forward, but somehow my heart still feels like it’s staying in the moment you left. Every time our relatives talk about you—whether sharing happy memories or simply mentioning little moments of life with you—I can’t help but cry. I still find it hard to believe, and even harder to accept, that you are truly gone. Many days, I comfort myself by imagining that you’re only away on a trip, or that you’ve just stepped away for a while and will come back soon. So I keep going, carrying on with life while feeling exhausted, hoping that maybe one day, some good news will arrive. But so many things have happened one after another during this time. I feel overwhelmed, and I’m so tired. Sometimes I can’t stop thinking how much better it would feel if you were still here beside me. Do you know? Our daughter turns 18 on the 29th of this month. We once planned together to celebrate her birthday and surprise her. Thinking about it now fills me with both anticipation and sadness, because this was supposed to be something we would do together. Today, we had a meal with brother-in-law and the family. Sitting in that familiar place, Jonas suddenly broke down and cried. He said he misses you so much. At that moment, I realized that I’m not the only one who misses you. We all do. If you were still here, I know you would be smiling, listening to everyone talk, caring for each of us, and reminding us not to work too hard. Kit, we are trying our best to keep living and to carry your love with us as we move forward. But some days, we simply miss you more than words can say. Happy Father’s Day. I miss you. So, so much.