Indescribable

I haven't been able to think of any title for this post. Usually, that comes to mind sometimes at the beginning of the process to write something or midway....but this time there is such a stir that am simply without words.

Silence, no words ....that is such a strong language. Says so much, kind of talks to you. I am remembering my father silently today. I can't even describe the kind of bond that I had with him. But there is always a pull in blood relations specially parents.

I can't remember , how many times I told him while he was alive about the love I had for him and how thankful I find myself to him today.

As Sigmund Freud said: " I cannot think of any need in childhood as strong as the need for father's protection".