I can't believe how I can cry whenever I miss you dear father.......
I never had enough of you when I was younger.......
Just when we were about to get much and much closer, just when I thought I will have more precious times with you, just when I thought you'd see my own family grew.....just when I thought I'd see you hug and kiss your own grandson.....
You had to go.....I am willing but I am not lying I miss you....
Sometimes I wonder if I had done enough when you were around......sometimes I regret not spending the cash I have on a plane ticket to where you are.....
I miss you father.....al-fateha goes out to you 5 times a day, I hope you are well rested. I hope to see you the first thing when I go. I love you.
I want to tell my son, how much I love you and I want him to love me as much as I do love you, if not more.....
I miss you Ali bin Atan.....
Dad.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011 | Posted by Four Wheels at 1:17 PM
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