My Uncle who I consider as my second father

On May 20, 2019. Our family lost a great man. He was someone that we all admire. He was the smartest person I know. He was very loving, kind a respectful. He was a man that most of us would like to replicate and in my mind. I would be lucky if I could be half the man he was.

I found out that he passed away while I was in the office and I was in a meeting because I was preparing for a quarterly business review.

I felt tremendous sadness that time but I couldn’t even show it. I couldn’t even react the way I wanted to. I had to go excuse myself and go to the lavatory to shed a tear.

The last time I spoke to him was on May 10 , 2019. I asked him if he was okay, because I was told that he was in the hospital for a couple of days already and he told me that he was feeling better but that was not the case. He only told me he was better because he didn’t want me to worry about him.

He was always like that. He would take care of everyone but whenever it comes to him, he doesn’t want to burden anyone.

Whenever I feel stressed at work, I would talk to him sometimes and ask him some advice on how to handle the people at work. HE would always give me an insight and tell me how he would handle it if it were him.

He would tell me a story about his experience in handling different people from all over the world. People with different beliefs and nationality would work together and respect their differences.

I knew that he was getting old and I was getting myself ready when it happens. But no matter how many times you’ve prepared yourself. No matter how many times you’ve accepted that this is inevitable. I still felt that extreme sadness.

While I was in Hong Kong attending our business review. All I could think of was the people in Washington. I kept wondering how’s the situation over there and how’s my Aunt doing.

The man that we lost that day due to complications of his health is the man that I always wanted to be proud of me. I’m not sure if I was able to meet his expectations but I hope I didn’t disappoint him that much.

I always wanted to be like him. He was smart man with a loving and compassionate nature.

That’s me on the left and my sister on the right

Thank you for everything pops. You’ve done your country a great service and you’ve been an inspiration to me. I’m sorry I wasn’t for the last time but you will always be in my heart and I will never ever forget you.

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