Thinking of you

“I wish you were here, my dear Dad. You always told me that you were always with me. I realize now that you kept your word and you’re still with me. It’s been seven years since you left for your long journey to heaven. I couldn’t visit you every year. I’m sorry, Dad.

I remember when you came to say ‘Bye’ to me while I was sleeping. I could feel your warmth and breath. It was not a dream. You were there.

I remember one summer day when you came to me as a black butterfly. You flew around me over and over, and then you landed on me. I looked at you and called, “Dad?”

I’m here now, preparing a little space that resembles the church you created and built, where my childhood memories grew. The bricks, stones, concrete, dust, and light.

I’m thinking of you, tonight and always.”

A black Butterfly, thinking of you, Korea. 2021

My Dad told me, “I’m always with you. “

But,

I miss you.

Love.

Hanna