My father, my strength, my shelter, my pride… has returned to his Creator.
I do not know how to mourn you in words, Dad. How can a few lines hold a lifetime of love? How can they capture the safety I found in your presence, the comfort of your voice, or the quiet certainty of knowing that, no matter how old I grew, I could always come home to you?
I somehow believed you would always be there.
And now you are gone, leaving behind a space in my heart that no one will ever fill.
You were so much more than a father to me. You were the hand that steadied me when I stumbled, the strength I leaned on when mine failed, and the refuge I sought when life became too heavy. The thought of walking through the rest of this life without hearing your voice or seeing your face breaks my heart.
But you have left so much of yourself behind—in the love you gave me, in the person you raised me to be, and in countless memories I will carry with me until my own final day.
Forgive me, Dad, for every moment I fell short. Be pleased with me. I promise that as long as there is breath in me, there will be a prayer for you in my heart.
May God embrace you in a mercy greater than all the love we could ever have given you. May He forgive you, fill your grave with light, surround you with peace, and reward every hardship you endured. May the gates of Paradise open wide for you and never close.
May God have mercy on you, Dad—my first protector, my greatest source of strength, and one of the deepest loves my heart will ever know.
I cannot bring myself to say goodbye.
So instead, I will say: until we meet again, God willing, in a gentler and more beautiful place—where there is no illness, no pain, no sorrow, and never again a goodbye.
Indeed, we belong to God, and to Him we return. Offline for a while. May his soul rest in peace.