Loss and heartache

Today, I awoke and read an SMS about my close friend's father who had passed away in the wee hours of the night. I was heart broken as it reminded me of when my father passed and how it greatly affected the shaping of my life and who I am today.



I didn't know how to react and how to send my deepest condolences. I felt torn up for him.


How can we react to things like this? How do we cope and try to comfort those people we love in times like these?


People react differently when it comes to loss of a love one. When my father passed, I just wanted to curl up in a corner and cry my eyes out. I was nine when he did. All I did was stay in my room.


People from all over Bahrain who were friends of my dad, came to our house bringing food and other stuff, but I didn't feel well enough to talk to any of them.


I guess my way was the loner type. I could say I was the closest to my dad, as we had a lot of things in common. My other brothers were just as hard broken but it was still very painful for me. This was a person I had spent the whole nine years of my existence with. The person that carried me to bed and stayed with me bed even though he was going to be late for work.


That was the person I looked up to. The person who would believe me and show me that I can do everything if I work hard for it.


Growing up with just my mom, the heartache never dissipated and was very much in everything I do. I think about the good times and I even pretend to talk to him.


When I would have the chance to sing, I would always sing Dance with my father in dedication to him.


I love you dad.