Bye Papa

Two months ago, I said goodbye to my father. The last 30 minutes I spent with him are moments that will stay with me forever, etched into my heart with a sharpness that both hurts and comforts. In those minutes, time slowed down. Every breath, every second, felt like both an eternity and not nearly…

Today marks forty days since you left us, Papa. It feels surreal, forty days without hearing your voice, seeing your smile, or feeling your presence. They say time heals, but it hasn’t felt that way yet. Each passing day only amplifies the void you left behind. We gathered today for prayers, lighting candles in your…