I wrote this on the 7th of May and hesitated to actually post this... But this is therapy for me. Getting it out. and perhaps, perchance..people will be reminded for a moment what really matters.

I've been quite successful and I've traveled the world...I've made friends from all walks of life. I've won recognitions and I've been part of resolutions that I know made the world a better place to its own extent. I've been a representative of my county in global forums that try to change the world profoundly..Yet, I still feel empty...Empty because my father is dead and there's nothing I can do about it. The one thing I want to change...and I can't do it..

I feel extra lonely today. . . For some reason, it always happens this time of year even if I do think about it everyday..... When I was 15, my father was shot to death point blank. I never got to say good bye. I never got to tell him how much he meant to me.... Seven years later, I still try to remember his voice...his face...the things we talked about at that time...

He was a great leader to his people and he was a rare diamond in a sea of corruption and vile political agendas. He changed the place he lived in for the people he loved the most... The people who loved him back in every single way.... Yet hatred still brewed from jealousy and fear of good.... My father fought til the end and died an honorable man.... his ASSaSSin didn't even have the honor to shoot facing my father.. Yes, the coward shot him from behind... I knew there was hatred in the world... but I never realized how much evil there was until my father's demise...

I pity them... I pity the people who will not ever see the Gates of Paradise.. because I know my father is there..and when their time comes, he will just watch them cry out for him..to forgive them... But he will just watch... watch them suffer infinitely in eternal agony.


My biggest regret is that I know that no matter how hard I try, I'll never find him until I'm gone.

I'll never get the chance to talk to him about the world as I see it today... Ask him about all the "whys and why-nots" a girl could ask her dad about...



....to reminisce about the time we went swimming and I knew he'd never let me go.... or the times we'd watch movies together and have a huge feast right after....

I'll never get to introduce to him my crazy friends and the people who mean the most to me.

I'll never get the chance to have my father walk me down the aisle or have that special dance on my wedding day... He'll never get to carry my children in his arms, the way he held me as a child... all these things and more I shall carry with a heavy heart but I know he's somewhere watching...

There's one thing I can change, however. I can change the way people take the simplest conversations for granted. Even the nag of your parents... They'll never be around forever, folks.... Keep that in mind... so, no matter how crazy your parents drive you up the wall, just remember how lucky you still are.

*No Stress. Life is Good.*