When going back in memory i couldnt pass by any age i’ve been through without stopping at some point n wondering if that moment will come back again ,, i miss him alot n i miss alot of things that he used to do with me
I miss him here in home, watching tv reading the newspaper or sitting xet to me on the dinner table
I miss him giving me money rather than i go withdraw from his bank account !
I miss him bringing me strawberries from the grocery shop ! he knws i love strawberry n peach so he used to bring that for me
I miss him in the morning when i wake up n get ready for skool n see him sitting there on the breakfast table reading the newspaper n saying good morning baba ;*
I miss traveling with him !! i dnt even recall when was the last time ?! if im not mistaken that was 4 to 5 years back
I miss going to jam3iya with him 😉
I miss him taking charge of me, not that i dont wanna take charge of him now its just i miss depending on him, i miss the feeling whn i dnt have to worry about anything bcoz he’s there
I miss holding his chubby hands that will be almost double the size of mine
I miss him in 3eed wearing his new dishdasha n ‘3tra w then kissing me happy 3eed kiss n giving me my 3ediya ;*
I miss dressing up n looking good for a party n the last thing before i go out of home i hear his lovely complement about my look which will be most likely ” u look pretty baba, just like ur mommy 😉 ”
I miss him fighting for my sake with my devil little brother !
I miss him bringing me fish from the fish market n cooking it for me !
I miss his good machboos !! Best i’ve ever eat !
I miss him during tea time, in the after noon which we havent done since he’s hospitalized
I miss him walking, going n coming around
I miss him in beet 3mi, sitting next to me on the lunch table serving me the food
I miss chubby him, big fat round face with cute cheeks
I miss alot of him that cancer took away !