My Lost Dad
September 10th, 2008As usual i call my mom every week to check about them she told me and her voice was in pain your dad didn’t show up 7 hours ago we have to call the police station i said to myself no way he will get lost although he forgot the 4 of us his children but never forget his home and his walks. After 3 days I packed my things and went to lebanon to look after my dad 10 days passed i didn’t imagine that one day the ending for my dad it will be like that. looking every where where the homeless lives , hospitals, police stations, streets nothing my dad disappears. we put his picture every where in the streets and taxi cars, televisions, no news about him.
what brokes my heart is some people used to call us saying yeah we saw him walking in the street asking for food..others saying he was shouting in the streets.. but for sure he is not my father people dosen’t know what’s the diffrence between alzahighmer and being crazy person .
while i was walking looking for him holding his picture asking people if somebody saw him or if he passed by .i was thinking about my childhood with him and how much he was a caring father decent husband never shouted at my mom always respected her and treat her well.
what if he didn’t show off our goverment dosen’t respect human being did nothing or bothered themselves to look for him . i really have a big anger towards my country who didn’t help us and didn’t do their jobs .
what i wish from god that he will die with us not in the streets because he deserves the best. he was an ideal father. I miss u dady hope people will treat you nice and gives u water and food i love you so much .
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