Or
let me tell about his office
you know his office had all
of our drawings all over his
walls it was really cute.
You know when I showed him
my business card he was so
proud of me they way he read
it was so nice, I loved the
way he would wear his glasses
to read the small details
on my card, then he would
take them off and wear them
again to read the other side,
he was so proud.
I
love the fact that most of
babas latest stuff were presents
from me, I really enjoyed
it when my dad would ask me
to buy him something, it was
like I was spoiling him. You
know I bought him a pair of
sneakers which he never (and
I mean never) wore but he
just wanted them.. So got
them for him…
In
the end he was getting better,
nobody knows what happened
what caused his heart to stop.
What I know about my father
is that he is not a quitter
why did he quit then..
You
know his doctors all came
to the funeral it was so nice
of them, they were European
but they all wore abayas and
head scarfs just as respect
to my dady.
They
doctors told us that they
were choked on the way he
died, it hurts…
It
is his faith I guess or like
what they say it is his day.
here are some of my dads hospital
photos ...
