MY HERO.MY INSPIRATION__.No words could describe how much Ive been missing my daddy. Sumtymes i cant help but breakdown on bus rides, during prayers, during school or especially wen im breaking my fast. Even now im on the verge of breaking down blogging bout daddy.
Daddy has always been my hero. I remember how he use to save me from my sis and mom wenever they bullied me when i was younger. My daddy was my pillar of strength. I remember how he always encourage and motivate me to never give up in life no matter how hard it gets. How he would motivate me to continue my studies everytime i told him i felt like quiting school. :( How he constantly reminds me there are more unfortunate people and learn to appreciate even the little tinks and people in life.
He, who always put others before him. He, who always try to help others in need even though his drowning too. He, who never fails to cook for me my favourite dish everytime i crave for them no matter how tired or sick he was. He was selfless. His patience and endurance has always been my inspiration.
He was just an amazing dad. :_(
The above picture was probably the 1st and the last tyme we acually celebrate hari raya as a family. :_( (as far as i could remember) Every year i hoped and prayed for my family get back together and celebrate hari raya as a family cos I noe dad has always wanted that to happen. But each year was always a disappointment.
Its the 3rd week of Ramadhan. :( I love the month of Ramadhan and i wish everyday is Ramadhan month. I dun mind fasting my whole life. Because i noe that during Ramadhan, daddy is here at home. watching over me. and us. Sumtymes at nite i could smell him. I sense him sitting beside me watching me sleep cos he noes hw much im afraid of the dark.
I remember how he would always wait for me to go to sleep to off the light in my room cos he noes how much im afraid to fall asleep in the dark. :_( daddy have sacrificed alot for me in terms of emotional financial and physical needs. :_(
:_( i miss daddy so much.
Hari Raya would be so meaningless without daddy. I dun want to celebrate Hari Raya without daddy. I want to hold his hand and seek forgiveness and hug daddy on the first day of Raya. I want to wear the same baju kurung as daddy. I want to give daddy duit raya. I want to take pictures with daddy again. Ramadhan please slow down will you.. pleasssee... :_(
I noe this sounds crazy.. but i always wish daddy would come back to life...
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what we could have been, 10:39 PM.