Hello guys,Today is 9th day of my blog..2012 May 12 💔 — the day my life changed forever I was only 8 years old 👧🧒At that age, I didn’t understand what death really meant.Our house was full of people Everyone was crying 😔But I was just confused 😔My father was lying there quietly 🤍I thought he was sleeping 😴I kept waiting for him to wake up…To call my name one more time 🥺But he never did.To me, my father was my hero 🦸♂️My protector 🛡️My strength 💪My whole world 🌍When he held my hand, I felt safe 🤝When he smiled, I felt loved 😊On his funeral day ⚰️I saw strong adults crying 😭That was the moment I realized something was really wrong 🥀After everyone left, the house felt empty 🕯️Too quiet. Too different 😔I kept looking at the door 🚪Hoping he would walk in again 🥺Losing my father at 8 years old made me grow up too soon 🌱It made me stronger than I wanted to be 💪Even today, when I remember May 12, 2012 💔My heart still feels heavy 💔But along with the pain, there is love 🤍A love that will never fade 🌸 Dad,You left when I was only 8…But you live in my heart every single day 🌿💖See you my next blog 🙂
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