Forty Days to Paradise

I never actually understood what they mean by the forty days after death; but I go by with the tradition, so I'm kind of internalizing it right now. They say that the soul wanders the earth for forty days before leaving; and then after that, they get to another world. Paradise, i hope. 


Today's the fortieth day since my father passed away. We'll be having our novena, and then hear mass. 


It is about time that we finally let go. If we keep on denying this, will he ever rest in peace? Still, it's too difficult for us. 


We love you, pa. Always. And you will be missed, more and more each day. 

And i guess you are with the Father now. Keep on smiling. I love you.