Dear Father

Dear Khalid: What do you love and cherish about your childhood? What do you value, respect, and want to preserve from your childhood?

Yes. Life is nothing.
Yes. We’re all going to die.
Yes. My whole life, whether another year or fifty, is a minuscule moment in the universe’s grander timeline. But what, out of your experience, do you want to keep, Khalid?

My father.
I want to keep my father. I miss him so much. I’m so sad.

Sad that I was not able to show him the love…
That I did not became a man [while he was alive]. I didn’t have children. I didn’t have wealth. I couldn’t take care of him.

So what else? What else is there? Nothing. This was my life. I wanted to show him so badly, how much I loved and respected him.

Thankfully I did, to the best of my ability. For only once, I disrespect him. Not twice. I cherished him. I valued him. I loved him and worshipped him as God. I had one man in my life. My father. And he was everything to me.

And he left. He left so soon. I never [was too late] achieved my dreams. My dreams to show him a new world. A world of abundance. To show the world that his love, dedication, and commitment to my mother and I was not in vain.

And now I see his two sons struggling. And I’m not large enough, not good enough, to make a difference in their lives.

A sad thing indeed.

What about your childhood that your wisdom wants to keep? You must STOP doing, and START being…

Be. Not just do.

You’ve spent too much of your life doing, and not enough ‘being’.

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