Note to Self: Look Beyond them to Him

It’s been two years now but it still seems like yesterday. There’s a certain kind of missing someone I can probably never get rid myself off. It’s this.

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It was a Tuesday.

As usual, past 6:00 pm, I had to call him to fetch me at work.

No answer.

“He’s playing basketball,” Mama said. I have to go home on my own.

Thirty minutes later, my phone rang.

“Go to the hospital, Papa was rushed.”

My heart stopped for a moment, my knees trembled.

I knew it was the day.  Continue reading “Note to Self: Look Beyond them to Him”