Even though it's been two years since I lost my father, his presence still resonates within me like it was yesterday. He was more than just a parent; he was my rock, my cheerleader, and my guiding light. His unwavering support and constructive criticism shaped me into the person I am today.
In the face of challenges, he was always there, lifting my spirits and encouraging me to keep pushing forward. His absence has left a void that seems impossible to fill, but through the memories we shared and the lessons he taught me, he lives, for me.
While his physical presence may be gone, his influence continues to guide me through life's ups and downs. With each passing day, I find strength in the love he bestowed upon me and the values he instilled within me.
Yes, losing him has changed me, but it's also shown me the depth of love and resilience within myself. I carry his memory with me, drawing on it for inspiration and courage. Though the pain of his absence will always linger, I choose to focus on the blessings he brought into my life and never forget the trust you showered upon me.
In grief, I find solace in knowing that his love transcends time and space and that he will forever be with me, guiding me through life's journey.
Memoir
"Father. Losing you, changed me forever."
P.S. Sometimes saying less is more, today's that day.
Nadia, wow, Mr. Khalid sounds amazing. This is such a beautiful tribute, the words before as well as the six word memoir. Beautiful.
Hi Nadia, those six "little" words are packed with meaning. I expected only the six words, but your description highlights all that your father still is and continues to be in your life. He will always guide you. What a special tribute you wrote in his honor.
-Alice Garza
A beautiful tribute and important lesson for us all. Your 6 words say so much. Thank you for sharing.
Lovely tribute to your father! What a blessing to have those memories and lessons to hold on to. This was a powerful piece of writing. Thanks for sharing
Wow, you didnt just slide by today, you wrote a piece to be proud of and look back on. Maybe your father’s spirit encouraged you to push yourself when it seemed so difficult. I really appreciate your 6 words, your explanation, but my favorite part is your use of the word “oasis” in your title. so beautiful.