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unspoken…not loudly at least


On my knees facing my Dad’s cold grave:

“Dad, I know we were never close. I know we never even try to be…or at least try harder. I do remember many things you gave me and many more you didn’t. And although I don’t know the details, I believe there were times your abundant expectations didn’t go anywhere. They just stayed on the list that kept getting longer.
Now I am on my knees facing you. I don’t speak Arabic like I did, I know. And I don;t blame anyone for not nurturing me in that. No one but myself, Dad. But God is multilingual and I am speaking the only language I know now…the one of the heart.
Praying for you is much easier, Dad. I wish for your bright afterlife, the forgiven sins and the continued flowing grace from my prays although I am not the charmed one.
May you rest in peace like you always have been.”

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