Date: 8th April 2017.
My love.
From God we are and unto him we shall return! Your Father was great man and it saddens me to know he's gone. I wish I was there to be a shoulder for you, I wish I had time to have a conversation with him.
Whenever you place your hand over the left side of your chest, you'd feel an clock ticking the time we have left away. It just the circle of life. I wish I had more to say to you but I don't. It's unfortunate that over 1500 years since English language began but there still isn't the perfect set of words to describe how I feel and what I mean for you. He's definitely in a better place.
Sometimes the world doesn't make sense, we feel more pain than pleasure but that's the only way forward I'm told. Please put yourself together and whenever you feel sad place your hand over chest to remind yourself that there isn't time for continued sadness and depression. Let the pain fade away and the good memories keep you moving.
Your love
Umar
YOU ARE READING
Letters from Sambisa
Short StoryAfter knowing each other for just three months Umar and Fatima are forced to communicate through letters in the 21st century! They keep dreams and hopes of themselves alive... From the Harsh forest of Sambisa to the developing city of Kaduna.
