Dinner

I had dinner tonight with Maan and Father Barcelon, just two of Papa's numerous friends that he picked up after his retirement.

I was both excited and apprehensive about the dinner. Excited for somehow I feel that I knew Father Barcelon and in some ways he reminded me about Papa. Apprehensive because I'm afraid that I might burst into tears when I see him. I don' know why, but when Maan sent me an SMS last week to arrange for dinner, the thought of seeing Father Barcelon got me teary eyed.

Well, I kept my composure and didn't cry when I saw them tonight. Dinner was short and sweet since Father Barcelon was tired from going from one place to another the whole day. Seeing them magnified the feeling of missing my Dad all the more.