Rest in peace Papa 💖

A day when my father pulled loose from my hand and chased to a place where I won't be seeing him anymore beside me. He was 62. The machine was breathing for him, he finally took a breath... We stayed in the hospital for almost 44 days. It was almost as if...u could look at the calendar and just go..and everything just flew off... Seemed trivial..insignificant.. He was so brave. He was such a great person. It just turned my whole world upside down and then shook it until everything fell out..my way of being in the world, it just changed everything for me. How should I spend my life in the world!!.. I really dug in.. Trying to learn about it much more deeply... There also came certain time's when I tried to flew away... Away from everything..I went away from everyone.. I ran away from each and every thing which bounded my faith. I ran away from the pain..well I guess I was afraid

He was my protector and the friend at the same time. I went to places where someone could help me understand parts of the issues that I really didn't understand in depth. The possibility of loosing what was most precious to me..I gained an ability.. That may be I didn't have before.. But when I felt it, I felt that we could really loose it..that what we take for granted might not be here for our future..

It's just the human nature to take time to connect the dots.. I know that now..but I also know that there can be a day of reckoning.. When you had connected the dots more quickly.

Rest in peace "paa"
Luv u...