Tuesday, October 12, 2010

October 2nd

My father passed away ten days ago.  The pain and hurt when he was passing his last days in the hospital, and the sadness and emptiness keep me from expressing more.  But we miss him more and more every day.  We are realizing that death is a real test, and that things don't get easier that quickly.  I'm not sure when they will, but I think about him every day, every moment, regretting, wishing, wanting. 

My only solace is that he was a good man, and that I hope Allah gathers me with him in the best  place in the Hereafter.