..I miss you so much.
I was still a kid who didn’t understand life & death, health & sickness that well. I spent only less than a decade with my dad. He was terribly sick during the last few months of his life. The fight he had been through made me realize how strong he was spiritually. Yes, I did not understand that much about 20 years ago. When suddenly lots of relatives and friends came flocking in our home and looked at the my lifeless dad, then I found out that my dad has gone. I was sitting beside my aunt when she explained of what happened to my dad. The silent cry, I had. “No more daddy”, I said to myself.
The memory will always remain deep inside me. I love my dad. I love him so much.
Last night, when I looked at my unconscious aunt, the person who explained about my dad to me about 20 years ago, I nearly burst into tears. Her face reminded me of my dad. My bro told me what my aunt is going through now reminded him of what dad has gone through. I didnt know what to say. Kesian babah.
Bro told me of whom he ‘met’ last night after having his Isya’ prayers. He fell asleep on the sajadah when ‘dad’ woke him up. I cried listening to this. It was as if telling my bro that he needs to rush to the hospital to check on my aunt. I think, my bro was so lucky dad came to visit and reminded him.
Please sadakah Al-Fatihah to babah…
Get well soon Yaya…we will always be there for you
On the other hand, mama is the toughest and strongest woman I’ve ever met. I love you mom! I love you dad! *sobs*