In 1982 July 17, on the third day of the eternal rest of my dearest loving father, he sat on my bed, caressed my forehead, kissed my cheek, blessed me and slowly moved on to our prayer room. Suddenly I jumped up from my bed, tried to hold his hand and prayed him not to leave me. With a gentle smile and wet eyes, he waved his hands, bade goodbye and disappeared.
At that very moment my heart filled with contentment and gratitude and I felt that I was in cloud nine.
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