3 years it has been since you died.
3 years it has been since I have felt regret for not being there by your side when you passed away.
I think about you every day,
I think about you every which way.
It is hard to process the death of a parent,
It is hard to process losing your best friend.
And when these two are combined, the grief makes it even harder, inconceivably unimaginable.
I miss having our daily chats.
I miss the way you called me Anit.
I miss the way you had an answer for everything.
I miss the way it was.
Time passes, but my memories will never fade.
Our bond is strong, ever lasting and unconditionally eternal.
I force myself to be the daughter you want me to be.
I force myself to be strong and carry on.
I force myself to show strength and courage.
Even when some days I feel stranded on a desolate island.
Other days I can be strong, with my head held high, my shoulders back, just like you taught me.
I miss you Dad. I love you very much and hope you can hear me when I talk to you,
Love from your daughter, Anit. xxx