If I had the opportunity to share a coffee with my father, that would be the best day of my life. I lost my father about three years ago and I feel upset even after all this time. There are some things, some memories, that I remember, from time to time, and I want to discuss a lot about them with my father, but all that is left is my dreams.

I know that my father liked the coffee that I was brewing. He was a coffee lover and he never put any sugar in his cup of coffee… just the way I enjoy my coffee.

Here is a cup of coffee when he was among us!

I remember him as a man who was never expressing his thoughts and feelings in front of other people, but I’m sure he enjoyed his life.

Here he is with his firstborn grandson.

With the years passing, the list of things that I would discuss with him is constantly increasing, but sadly, I’ll never find some answers. Always be happy with the time that you have with your family and your closest people.