A Year ago. . .

I was in Dubai the same day today, and was supposed to go for a spa appointment, but I called them and canceled it. It's as if I felt something was going to happen. Moments later, my phone rings and it's my mom. I sensed something in her voice..."Reem, would you please come back to Kuwait, your dad has been in a car accident on his way to Kuwait, I think he's going to be okay, but please come back, I need someone to stand by me." A day before that I recall my dad packing his things and telling me that he'd rather leave early since the roads are clear and he wouldn't be stuck in traffic. I asked him if he could stay for one more day, but he insisted on leaving. That's the first thing that flashed through my memory. My legs started shaking as I called to confirm a flight for the same day. Thank God I did find a seat. My sister also came back with me to Kuwait.
They were the longest 4 hours of my life...going to the airport, waiting in the lounge, and boarding on the plane.
As we arrived at Kuwait airport, my cousins were there to pick is up. I was used to my dad picking me up every time from the airport. Something was fishy. My mom told me that my dad is in the hospital. When I entered the house I saw everyone I knew whether family or friends. It was one of the scariest moments of my life. To know that my dad passed away, I thought it was the end of my life too.
I never knew that losing my dad would be such a hard thing. It's hard coping with such loss. Each day passes and it's harder knowing that you'll never come back Dad. May you rest in peace...You are truly missed.