Taken back the night December 20 ended and January 21 begins. When things were not as challenging as it is now, life hit me hard with the sharpest curveball - loosing my beloved Ayah to the pandemic in just two nights back in May. It’s as if time was at a standstill yet it was also on fast forward. And in the moment his stretcher was pulled into the emergency room - everything changed. Overwhelming emotions came rushing in, panic one second, calm and paralyzed the next ... and yet nothing soothes the pain away (until this day). They say you don’t get over your grieve instead you grow around it, and this is me growing. A year older, a maturity i don’t think i’ve had a grasp on, and a broken-broken heart of loosing someone that is a part of your soul which is now running on empty. Maybe tomorrow i’ll feel better.... Maybe. Happy Birthday Vee Mukhtaram ❤️‍🩹