When I lost my father. Everything’s changed. I am no longer who I am.
Its like carrying a pain in a deep soul for a life time. And there’s no way to heal it. Even small things could lead to memories about him.
When He passed away, I was shocked that death was that near. It makes me think the world is no longer that worthy.
I used to have a lot of things to be asked. So I read different prayers in my last sujood. But the only thing to read is only for my Parents, now. I couldnt ask for more. God already gives me more than I could possibly get.
Dear God, Thank YOU for this beautiful ending. Thank YOU for choosing Jumuah for him. Thank YOU for the time we spent together in his last time.
“The more problems means the more things to celebrate” – dika –