MY DAD, MY WEAKNESS, MY STRENGHT......
I lost my Daddy on Sunday,29th of July 2012 and it STILL hurts so much! I go to sleep with this painful lump in my throat,and keep thinkink that when I wake up it will be gone, but it's still there every morning!
My Daddy got very ill, and because of reasons that was beyond me I did not get to see him before he died! that morning (29th),I closed my eyes and said to him "Daddy all I want to do is to hold you and tell you that I love you SO much, and that I don't want you to be scared, because the place you going to, is going to be SO beautiful!" I saw him smile SO beautifully at me, and twenty minutes later my mum called crying hysterically, that my Daddy is gone!
I was so prepared for that news, but i did'nt know that it will hurt so much! I also understand the journey of life and the passing of souls from one body to the next, but I miss the relationship that I had with him. I was his favorite, and he was my hero.....he upset me from time to time, but he also made me so happy and so special and....I wish i was not robbed of my last moments with him! I am not angry with those who had stopped me from seeing and being with him, infact I feel sorry for them. I just wish we could all learn and grow and realise that we do not have the luxury of time, and time waits for NO ONE.
Tomorrow, 8 October is my Daddy's birthday and I just wish I have the courage and strenght to celebrate his life, rather then mourn his death.