I think you were the most giving person I have ever known. I think you gave us one last gift in your hesitant passing, and I do not think I know how to thank you. You gave us time to explore the hurt and step slowly into the reality of a world that will be a shade darker without your smile to ignite the fires that made the sun shine brightly on us all.
You granted us the chance to uncover our heads and reveal our souls. And in doing this you have given something so profound it leaves me breathless and lifeless in its enormity.
I am not ready to truly say good bye just yet. I do not know that I will be soon. Surely, I will carry this with me for some time before I can let go and talk about you or visit your home without falling from my facade. My victories. My failures. My strengths. My short comings. You were the silent judge who never passed judgement. It was a figment of my own mortal imagination and with your passing I am unsure of how to even finish that statement.
I miss you more than I thought I could.
When the matriarch passes I struggle to see the beauty that lies within the sadness. I do not see these tears turned to pearls.
But I am sure they are there.
Love Always,
Mohammed Kaleemuden Siddiqui
