My dad passed away last Saturday, 12 November 2016. He was 68.
He taught my brother and me so many things that we will always be grateful for.
Thank you for teaching us the love of books.
Thank you for teaching us the value of hard work.
Thank you for reminding us how much it mattered to care.
Thank you for teaching us the importance of discipline and sacrifice.
Thank you for teaching us to take initiative, to pick ourselves up, not wait to be picked.
Thank you for teaching us humility.
Thank you for teaching us the power of sitting down and hashing out issues instead of screaming about issues standing up.
Thank you for teaching us gratitude and to say “Thank You.”
Thank you for teaching us to always be positive. Even in your darkest hour, you remained hopeful.
Death might think it has won, but our love for you will always win.
Thank you for teaching me not to seek attention and spotlight but to seek and do work that matters, and give attention and reflect the spotlight to others.
Thank you for believing in us.
Your impact on us will live forever in our hearts.
I tried all my best to help you recover from your illness, but my best was not enough. I’m sorry that I couldn’t help you heal. I really tried.
Thank you Peter Moleme Mamabolo.
Thabo and myself will miss you so so much.
Until we meet again, robala ka kgotso Kolobe Ya Bjatladi.