Today I go home, I go home because I to give up my longing for my family. But it made me worse, because I could not let go of my longing for my father. In every corner of the house, every situation always comes my father's face, I can only remember when he smiles, when we joke with him. I longed for a gathering with my dad, that was the happiest moment of my life.

If there is a word other than longing in the dictionary, then that's what I feel right now. It was not only my hurt that hurt me, but more than that, my mother's longing for my father was what hurt me the most.

. Sometimes I feel lost in this life purpose, because I lost the person who always gave me the spirit. Father, though you are not by our side now, but you will always be in our heart and in every prayer.

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