Stay strong in these hard times, dear Zohra.  I know you are a woman of integrity and kindness, so this must affect you dearly.  You can stop by any time for a cup of tea and warm conversation.  :)  Keep your head up.
 

You're the sweetest, Brandon!!!

I'll keep your words in mind. Today is the day of 'goodbye'. And the funeral will be this coming tuesday. And then this stupid christmas... we are not sure what we gonna do now. Maybe to honor and respect my dad we will celebrate it anyway....

Lots of love, sweety!!

Zohra

 

my dearset zohra,

a beautiful person once said to me, "You have to know that the soul never dies" "only their body had died... the soul lives forever!"
it is not chance that lead u to say that to me but only a few days ago. do u remember my sweet zohra? the very words u used to comfort me, may i now give back to u.

i wish i could take away your pain. i cry for u honey because i know that with the time u have here u will miss his presence and that nothing can ever take away the pain of such longing. my heart is with u sister. i am so sorry. this life can hurt so much. but do not forget what u know in your heart, do not fall asleep in dispare. your father is still with u.

my sister u are in my heart and thoughts this day

sumana

 

Dear Sumana,

Thank you for the lovely words. I know my father is with me in spirit, but we all miss his physical appearance so much. But it was his time, he needed his rest, he was 72 yrs old and he just couldnt handle the care of my mother anymore. She is suffering from dementia due to her diabetes and this was too much for  his heart i suppose.

Yesterday we had a memorial and goodbye service and we could see him in his coffin. He looked so different. His soul has left his body and he didnt look like my father anymore. It was a grewsome view but i touched him anyway and told him: 'goodbye sweet dad, rest in peace now!'

This coming tuesday he will be burried and then we will have our definitive goodbye. May his soul rest in piece and i hope that, in the afterlife, he will have his piece!

For now, everything seems so unreal! It's like i am in some kind of trance, numbed, sedated! Life will be so different now :-(

Love,
Zohra

 

My sympathies for your loss, darling! <3 <3 <3
 

Thank you very much sweet D... you;re so kind and all these supportive words are doing me so well... thank you all for standing by me!!!

Hugs,
Zohra

 

dear zohra, in my darkest hours i have often relied on music and words to help me. sting is one of my favorate artists and listening to his work has helped me in such times. so i just wanted to share this with u from one of his pieces.

I saw it again this evening,
Black sail in a pale yellow sky
And just as before in a moment,
It was gone where the grey gulls fly

If it should happen again I shall worry
That only a strange ship could fly
And my sanity scans the horizon
In the light of a darkening sky

That night as I walked in my slumber
I walked into the sea strand
And I swam with the moon and her lover
Until I lost sight of the land

I swam till the night became morning
Black sea in the reddening sky
Found myself on the deck on a rolling ship
So far where no grey gulls fly

All around me was silence
As if mocking my frail human hopes
And a question mark hung in the canvas
For the wind that had died in the ropes

I may have slept for an hour
I may have slept for a day
For a woke in a bed of white linen
And the sky was the colour of clay

At first just a rustle of canvas
And the gentlest breath on my face
But a galloping line of white horses
Said that soon we were in for a race

The gentle sigh turned to a howling
And the grey sky she angered to black
And my anxious eyes searched the horizon
With the gathering sea at my back

Did I see the shade of a sailor
On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane
Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship
As I squinted my eyes in the rain

For the ship had turned into the wind
Against the storm to brace
And underneath the sailor's hat
I saw my father's face

If a prayer today is spoken
Please offer it for me
When the bridge to heaven is broken
And you've lost on the wild wild sea
Lost on the wild wild sea...

 

"from the wound a lovely flower grew"

sumana

 

Hi sweet Sumana,

You know? I am really touched by the fact that you are living with my sadness in your day. It's so thoughtful of you to place this beautiful text here and i have to tell you, it's beautiful really... I am going to print it out and when i feel sad and dark i look at it and try to find comfort out of this text.

Thank you for being there Sumana!!!

God bless you!

Zohra

 

I don't know you or anything but I feel really sad that your father died. I lost my sister to cancer and I know the big void that it left in my life. I hope that you are able to deal with your loss and are able to carry on with your life.