My First Birthday Without You.

On 2nd June 2016 I turned 29. I wish I could express it in a lively, joyful way but I just can’t. It’s my first birthday without my dad. He was always the first one to wish me a happy birthday. Just when I thought I was making peace with my dad’s passing, there came my birthday- a sad, cruel and worst one. If you know me personally, you probably know me as a five-year-old-soul-in-a-29-year-old-body. Birthdays were a big deal for me as they are for 5 year olds. Not anymore. I just treated this birthday as just another day. For the first time ever, I din’t want people to remember my birthday.  I din’t want to face the cruel reality that my dad’s not gonna wish me on my birthday. Just another day seemed much better for me than a fatherless birthday. Read More …