Gratifying their father’s last wish, two little girls visit his grave on his birthday to show him their beautiful outfits. Near the tombstone, they seek two beautifully wrapped boxes with their names on them and a message that touches their hearts.
Iris, 6 years old, and Mariana, 8, missed their father, Brian.
After his passing, they hadn’t been sneaking cookies and ice cream from the kitchen at night, nor had they teamed up to tease their mother.
Without their dad, nothing was happy. “You’re rotting those girls, Brian!” their mother Linda used to say. “Besides, you always back them up when I tell them off — they steal cookies from the pantry!”
“I can’t help it, they’re adorable!” Brian said.
“Sorry, honey, you know I adore you, right?”
That was Brian — always equalizing things out. He was a caring family man. But after his passing, something changed.
Iris and Mariana were very quiet, and Linda, well, she stumbled to accept his passing. After all, her last memories with Brian were horrible. He worsen before her eyes, and she couldn’t help him.
After the diagnosis, the end came quickly despite the medical staff’s efforts.
He passed away one early morning during sleep.
The night before, he had informed that the girls visit him in the hospital and stay with him until the very last moment. He probably felt it was his last night with his little daughters.
He also asked to speak to them alone. “On my birthday, I want my girls to look as beautiful as possible, and I’m happy to see what they will wear. Do you promise to visit me and show me your beautiful outfits?
You see, Dad might not be with you that day, but you have to promise me you will look your best,” were Brian’s last words that night. He wasn’t coming back, and Linda was destroyed. She couldn’t recover no matter how hard she tried.
The girls, in their innocence, were stronger than her. The funeral had been especially hard; she couldn’t bear to think of him underground. The day before his birthday, the girls asked their mother to take them shopping.
They wanted to gratify their father’s last wish. “Mommy,” little Iris said,
“Dad loved my pink dress. The one he gave me for my birthday that doesn’t fit me anymore.
So I want one the same color.”
“Can you help me choose one, Mom?” Mariana said. “I want it to be Dad’s favorite color.”
“I don’t think I have time, girls,” Linda said. She was still too sad over Brian’s loss.
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