In the last 10 days I was buying blood bags aroung 4- 5 litres every day , As he has internal bleeding it was like pouring blood down the drain.
After 10 days of repeating the procsess and watching him loosing his life drop by drop
He finally rest in peace.
I didn't cry that day and till now after 3 years , I still haven't cried
but from this day something has changed on me , you know what
I lost joy since this date I got new house , new car , 2 happy kids
never felt any joy.
One thing I always remember about that day , My Dad's hand,
Because they're widely opened , Comparing it to My Baby born
boy's hand which was tightly closed , I hope I that I acknowledge the message