When I read Dolina's article in Teen Talk, on April 26, tears filled my eyes. I could not help it, as I have had a similar sad experience as hers.
My father died four years ago of lung cancer. I am full of regrets that I did not show my love for him and make him happier.
Every morning, he would ask me to buy milk and bread for his breakfast. But I was too lazy to wake up early. So I refused.
When he was in hospital, I did not visit him often enough. I was very young at the time, and did not know how to get there.
And when he breathed his last, I was not by his side, but in school playing with my peers.
There were many other ways in which I failed to show concern and love for my father. I try to console myself that my father is now in a happier world.
