You are 66 now babajan, I wonder how I will be when I reach 66. I hope I can be as great as you are. I can say I’ve bench marked something meaningful, at 66, I will learn and live the values you taught me just being who you are.
Your temper, Dad. I’ve seen you try to rein it in, but the anger burst in a split second, anyway. It doesn’t always happen; it is just more frequent than usual. But then you are still loved dad. I love you when you are angry and I love you dad when you are calm.
I love you so much. I know I show you every chance I get, but still those kisses , the unexpected hugs,the love-you messages, the jubilant greetings, the rides to the city with you and when we are going home from your office, the spontaneous smiles..there’s still so much love for you left in my heart it’s bursting at the seams with the need to express. Just a little of it I channel to you, hoping you feel it now, its warmth enveloping you good heart dad, that’s enough for me. I pray to ALLAH that generous dollops of happiness and love will fill your life.
I hope it helps to know that I will always love you with all my heart and with all the happiness any daughter could wish for. Giving this to you is my own little way of reminding you of something I could say every day and still never quite say often enough, Thank you for being my dad. I love You so much. May ALLAH always guide you and protect you from harm. May ALLAH make our way to Jannah easy and meet there in JANNAH. Ameen Ya Rabb. Always keepus in your du’ah.