Assalamualaikum.
My friend have just gone through the most difficult time of his life. Losing a parent.
He lost his father when he was still a little kid, and after that, her mother took care of him, and the other remaining 11 siblings until her number is up.
I am bothered much with this tragedy that fell upon him because, being the last and the youngest in the family takes too much tolls on you. You get the most attention, you get the most love. Sometimes more than you can afford.
And how he cried when that tragedy took place.
There are predictable deaths, and vice versa.
Predictable; because the doctors sometimes can give you numbers on how many time is left, providing that it is fatal.
Unpredictable; Accidents, accidents, accidents.
But both have common things; a) we will never know the exact time.
It will always be taken by surprise.
And being someone who love surprises, this is the one I would never want to look forward to.
b) it leaves a hole in you.
However well prepared body and soul you are, you will always feel a hole inside of you that you didn't even know where it is. The pain will go away but the scar is still there.
And not even a plastic surgery can ever repair this.
But my friend, my friend.
He is going to be 40 this year. (Yeah i'm hanging out with the elders nowadays)
And if a 40 years old would shamelessly cry during their parents' burial, you know how meaningful parents are those.
I cried too. For the fact that I am not ready.
Just yet.
Because when someone loses their mum, they have also lost the privilege of having dua's for them every. single. day.
A mom's prayer is the most powerful thing.
Wallahualam.
