september 13

twenty years ago, an early morning phone call shattered my world. the most important person in my universe had left this world. one long distance three-minute phone call relating a freak accident was all it took to change my life forever.

the roller coaster of emotions that followed took me through shock, anguish, anger.. utter despair. The pain was unbearable. the long hours and days that followed did not ease the pain in any way. the unfortunate trip taken to find an answer to the loss did not help either. the pieces in the jigsaw of her final moments in life did not produce a clear picture. not knowing what actually happened was as painful as her untimely passing.

twenty years is a long time. nine new members have been added to the family tree. i married the love of my life, was blessed with two great kids, have since worked in seven organisations, and even migrated to another country.

yet hardly a day goes by without me thinking of that phone call.
i still try to piece the jigsaw. visions of how life would have turned out with her warm presence remain.

time does not heal.