In loving memory of my Father

Having to leave home was the toughest decision in my life. I knew I wanted an experience of being independent, even though most parts of my life were spent being dependent but it was one of the toughest decisions I ever made.

I was blessed to have both parents raise me. My parents were the best gift from God and I won't trade them for anything in the world. My father was good looking, soft-spoken, kind-hearted, caring, diligent, calm, loving and had a good sense of humor. Bold, beautiful, kind-hearted, caring, diligent are some of the qualities of my mother.

Both my parents were a lover of God and they made us walk that path, and we all have never looked back.

My dad was a workaholic, whatever he sets his mind to do he gave it his all until it comes to fruition. He wasn't one who gets perturbed easily. I knew there were challenges sometimes but no one could tell.

He was truly a good man, For all of the times I could remember my dad has never had to go to the hospital for anything, he was always cheerful and was never ill, and how could I forget, he was a lover of politics, news, and football. He loved the Liverpool team.

I remembered the last time I saw him before he took ill and how much he tried convincing us that he will be fine.

I never knew it won't be so long before you will be gone dad. If I had the slightest idea, I would have sat at your bedside all day and all night. It wouldn't have made so much difference though...

I don't do this always because whenever I recall your last days on Earth, It only brings tears and sadness. I know it's heaven gain but one thing can never be changed, the world has lost a good man forever.

I know you wouldn't want to see a teardrop from my eyes. I promise I won't cry, daddy. I know you are happy because you are with your maker in peace.