I used to have this friend. Who was so close to her dad.
Kumafan! Vaa bur hunda
This seems like a simple statement, but if you grew up with us, you will understand the love and trust between these two.
We were 10/11 years then. And daddy always trusted Kumafan to wait for him to close from his meetings. One time I asked Fayum why daddy didn't call for her or for mommy. She laughed and told me, Ahh, leave those ones oh. Their friendship is not here.
Just yesterday. I was thinking about her. About daddy coming home, knowing Kumafan was waiting for him. Smiling to myself and saying that's what I wanted for my daughter and her father. And today, daddy is gone. Ahhahn. Why is daddy gone??? I wasn't even close to him anymore, cause we became all grown and decided we aren't daddy's girls anymore. But my God, I am so hurt. I wish I could hear him call for Kumafan again. I wish we would fluff his pillows one more time and know he was going to rumple them.
Why do people who love us, and care for us and love us so completely have to go?
I always saw Kumafan's daddy forever in our lives. Always always driving in, or driving out. Stern face but so quick to smile when you greeted him. This man just made you want to be on your best behaviour whenever he was around.
I am so hurt, and I can't even imagine how his actual children must feel.
I wish Kumafan's daddy didn't have to go home.
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Mourning
Non-FictionI keep feeling so much hurt, even when I try not to. everyday seems to present its reasons why we should cry. I don't want to lose my mind. so I have decided to write about how I feel. so that I can pour all my sadness. and hopefully move on, at lea...
