Goodbye Baba

I have been through my share of painful experiences over the years. As a 31-year-old woman, I have lived, failed, succeeded, traveled, loved, and had my heart broken. However, 2024 has been the most challenging year for me, and I experienced the worst pain ever. I lost the first man I ever loved, my Dad. No pain in the world compares to the pain I felt, still feel, and will feel for the rest of my life. My Dad was the greatest man alive. He was kind, strong, ethical, funny, loving, caring, and I was his only daughter and daddy's girl.

It's been five months since the worst day of my life, and although on the outside, I seem to be doing fine. I traveled, went back to the gym, and cooked delicious healthy meals for myself, but a void would never be filled. My Dad will never get to watch me get married, have kids, or be the great-grandfather I know is his perfect role. My Dad will never see my career grow, and he will never get a chance to see me do all the things that I want to do, like write my first novel, have my own fashion brand, and travel the whole world.

I am trying to act like I am okay and getting better and all the things that I think I should be; however, if you knew my dad, you would know that I will never be okay without him, and I should not be. Baba, if you can feel and hear me, I am sending you this message: I love you, and I miss you, and my life will never be the same without you. Please come back, please be with me, please be my safety as you always have been. Please be alive. I love you, Daddy.

Your one and only loving Daughter.