it's for my dad

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I think I'm supposed to write something we can discuss about, but can I just make this for everyone who has regrets in life or had something in mind that they can't just voice out or undo something? See, a week or two before my father died he asked me to walk on a beach with him and I said no just because I was feeling lazy even thou I know we haven't really been talking for a while (a part of me want to take the offer thou). I wonder why is it that we remember more of what one did wrong rather than what they did good, I guess because in his case we really don't see each other much. I've been with him only for four years because he was working in Taiwan and I'm home with my brothers living with our grandmother (who's beating us up). Well, he did try to send us to school and I remember when he cooks dinner (sometimes). Then he got sick, really sick from smoking and drinking. To cut it short_he died from it. I never got to tell him I love him. I love you dad, and I miss you_ there I said it! I never really thought I'd miss you until about two months when I realize I was missing someone and that I was searching for your voice and I couldn't hear it anywhere anymore. I guess that walk would have been great, now I can't even go to the beach anymore. We missed your superiority and we wished we could have spent more time together. I remember when you come home from abroad and you'd bring chocolates for everyone, then you'd hide more for me. I often wonder what could have been if your still here. I have two kids now, You would have loved them.\ missed you.