I was thinking about of my father’s death a long time ago. At that time me some of my siblings were really at a young age and couldn’t understand what was happened. I just followed the flow of cries from the older ones, but in my heart I couldn’t understand why they cried. As I reached the age of understanding and until now, I think how nice it would’ve been to have a good funeral planning for him to show how much we all loved him. Most of all, if I could change things and he’s still alive that would be even better.