I Saw Her

Chapter 2

Two days after his death, a funeral was held at the nearby chapel. Everyone who knew him: family members, colleagues, old friends all came, wearing black and white. Different people came up, giving speeches about how Dad was a great man, loyal, trustworthy and how he will remain in their memories forever.

I didn't care about that. I just wanted him back.

How can these people just accept his death so easily? Wasn't he their friend, whom they have spent all their childhood together, or wasn't he their sibling, whom grew up under the same roof and bickered together and loved each other just like a family would? Wasn't he as precious to them as he was to me?

The last one who gave a speech was my Mom. She couldn't even manage to say anything. Her voice cracked as she kept breaking into tears. She had puffy eyes with dark circles underneath them. I knew she had been crying for the past two days non-stop. My aunts brought her away.

The ceremony went on, but I didn't hear a word of it.

My world stopped and I felt like I was watching my life on a screen without any sound.

No rain fell, and the sun shone as brightly as ever. How can the sun continue to shine, how can the birds continue to chirp, how can people continue to laugh? How can the world continue on, knowing my Dad wasn't here anymore?

After his coffin was lowered into the ground, we went home. None of my brothers nor my Mom said a word to each other in the car. All we had was this heavy silence as we knew our family wasn't going to stay the same anymore.