" My father whimpered as he watched his first born walk through the door.
“My monkey!” he cried frantically.
In that moment, I saw my sister as a child, taking her first steps toward the man that loved her eternally. It’s a tough thing being a parent and even harder being a child without perspective, only expectations.
She laid beside our father and held onto him as he placed his left arm across her body and right hand on the back of her head, looking down at her like he had countless times when she was a child.
“I didn’t leave you guys with anything,” he said, staring up at the ceiling with swollen red eyes. Holding back the urge to fall apart.
“That’s not true,” my sister let out with her cheek firmly pressed against his chest, struggling to prevent her voice from shifting up an octave.
“You showed us love and restraint in a house of chaos. You left us with hope. "

― Brandon Cruz (Wake Me Up When I Die)