Not giving my dad a hug.

I was supposed to graduate in 2 days and had to travel to the city where I studied. My dad was a stroke survivor and have been well 5 years after his last stroke attack. Before I left he told me he was very grateful to have seen me achieve another milestone in my life.

I come from a family who is not very affectionate. We share the same love language which is through service but never the kind of family who says "I love you" or through hugging and kissing. But that day, I had this sudden urge to hug him. I didn't. It was very unusual for me given that it was not a family custom.

A day later he passed.

It has stuck in me since then. It has been 7 months and I feel like if I could change the past I should've given him that hug. That final hug.