Post06: Years. Days. Moments.

I lost my dad 4 years ago. May 26, 2013. A major heart attack. I was running along the sea shore while he was having his heart attack. It was around 6 pm when I heard the news. They told me that he had this sudden pang on his chest. Looked at the air. Said goodbye.

I am still wondering what he might be thinking about. When he was saying goodbye. Me? My sister? His life? His days in Hamburg? My mom? Or just a random moment from his childhood? It has been more than 4 years since he passed away. He has been always in my mind. Every day. Every morning. I always find myself talking to him. Him in my mind. What would he say now? How would he smile? Perhaps you can imagine. Or perhaps you have already experienced the pain of losing someone close. It is a bitter pain. A pain that you can never cure. A pain that you will carry in your mind. Oh! This bitter mind. Those bitter memories.


1981/03 – Gaziantep (c) MA Icbay