79 days has passed and still words fail me Ya YUBA ..

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

(يا أيتها النفس المطمئنة ارجعي إلى ربك راضية مرضية، فادخلي في عبادي وادخلي جنتي)

صدق الله العظيم

I've been debating with myself for several weeks now wether I was going to publish this post today or give it more time. Then I've decided, It's now or never..

This post It's not for me, It's not for you, It's for him *My Father*

When I eventually got to bed, I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about my father, the man who had brought me into this world. My father was a wise, gentle man. Everybody loved him. My father - the man who had taught me how to differentiate right from wrong. He is the person I look up to. A true example of what a man should be...

Even in his final moments, he didn't want to be the focus, or the source of worry. he waited until everyone had finally fallen asleep as he slipped quietly, peacefully and painlessly away from us..

It's been almost 3 moths since I've seen my dad, 11 weeks since I've heard his voice. I miss so many things about him.. most of all his smile. Dad smiled with his eyes. Kind brown eyes and full of love whenever he looked at us......

مكانك خالي يا يبه

"الله يرحمك ويغفرلك ويثبتك عند السؤال ويرزقك الجنة انشالله"