At my dad's funeral

My dad (I've posted some 4koma about him here) passed away a while back. It was all of sudden, although he suffered cancers, and he stays a nursing home because of his quadriplegia, but yet, the doctor said he was OK. The cancers were under control. So we were so surprised when we got a call from the nursing home.

The death can come anytime, all you can do is live in a every precious moment, that's all - I felt. 

Then - We had a ritual for him yesterday. (A kind of second funeral, it's supposed to be held the 49th day after the death - on Sunday somewhere about)

It was a small gathering, , only sisters and brothers of my dad and mom. I've not visited my grandparents(they are not anymore) home since I was a kid - around 15, I believe - there was some people I've not seen for long time and I wasn't sure who was who. It was awkward for you to talk uncles and aunts after the such a long blank!

I hate a kind of "social conventions", it make me tired and confused. ><;

That's so bad I can't draw his story anymore. :/ He wasn't a perfect father, made me upset sometimes, but I loved the stupid stubborn old g.....man..