A World Without My Father

Its been a week since this world has changed. For the worse. This is now a world without my father.

 

My dad who commanded a submarine, who stood strong for his country is no more. He had been ailing for many years. He had a stroke in January. The doctors had told us to be prepared. My dad being the contrary person he is, beat the odds. However he never recovered his health. When my mom called, I broke down. However old we grow, however much we know in our heads that one day such a call will come, however strong we think we are, we can never be mentally prepared for it. We are never ready for it.

 

 

I leant to live in a world without my brother. I will now learn to live in a world without my father. Because I know they are both up there looking down on me, looking out for me.