missing Ayah, our dear father, so much.. it's been a year since he left, but the pain will never heal... remembering him always makes me cry... seeing his old laptop on the glass shelve, breaks my heart. I remembered him so patiently working there, despite me being so impatient that his laptop is too slow, but he was so patient.. Seeing his phone that my little nephew is now playing with.... i clearly remember him using it.... by just writing this... its making me cry... Yah Allah, please position him in your paradise... I miss him so much
