20 Days Between Knowing and Goodbye:

(I carried my tears in silence. Strength was how I honored my father.)

🏳️On December 18, 2025, my life changed. It began with a medical report I did not understand.

Words like metastasis, stage four, liver involvement.
Cold words. Heavy words. Words that did not feel real… until they slowly became my reality.

I was scared. Lost. Overwhelmed. So I turned to ChatGPT, not just for answers, but because I needed help understanding what was happening to my dad. I needed someone to translate medical language into something my heart could process. I asked questions no son wants to ask:
▫️Is it cancer?
▫️What stage is it?
▫️Can he be cured?
▫️How much time do we have?
With every answer, the truth became clearer. Painful, but honest.

🏳️We learned that the cancer most likely started in the gallbladder, silently.
▫️No symptoms.
▫️No warning signs.
▫️Nothing we could have caught earlier.
▫️By the time it showed itself, it had already spread to the liver.
▫️Advanced. Stage IV. No cure.
Later, the doctors confirmed that further procedures like a biopsy would not change anything. It would only cause harm. The goal was no longer treatment. The goal became comfort, dignity, and peace.

🏳️Those days were the hardest days of my life. I watched my father change in front of me:
▫️His blood pressure falling despite medication
▫️His breathing becoming weaker
▫️His voice slowly disappearing
▫️His mouth drying, cracking, unable to speak
▫️His strength fading day by day
▫️His body holding water while life slowly let go And yet… he was still having his cigarettes and Coffee like always.
▫️Even in silence. Even in weakness. Even when he could no longer speak. We all stayed beside him.
▫️We spoke to him even when he couldn’t answer.
▫️We held his hand.
▫️We watched.
▫️We prayed.
▫️I tried to stay strong for him.
▫️In the final days, the doctors gently said new year's eve what no child wants to hear: “Only a few days remain.”

🏳️And then, on January 6, 2026, at 7:30 in the morning, God decided his time had come.
▫️My father left this world.
▫️That moment is carved into my heart forever.
▫️His Last Words, the Legacy He Left in Our Hearts even while his body was failing, his heart stayed fully alive.
▫️What stays with me forever is not only how he left… but how he spoke to each of us before he did.

🏳️To my mother, after 52 years of marriage, he said:
“You never left me. You are a strong woman, and always be strong.” A lifetime of loyalty in one sentence.

🏳️To my eldest brother, he said:
“I hope you will have 100 children. This is how your legacy will continue for a thousand years.” Not money. Not power. Legacy through life.

🏳️To my brother’s wife, he said:
“Take care of them. They need your warmth, your wisdom, and your vision for the future.”

🏳️To my eldest nephew, who had just returned from the USA, he said:
“Welcome home, my eldest grandchild. This is the best day, I have no more wishes left now.”

🏳️To me, words I will carry for the rest of my life:
▫️“I count on you and you are son of true worth. Wealth deserves you because you know how to make others happy. I hope a thousand children carry your name and your heart.”
▫️“I count you more than anyone else in this universe. You are the one who will lift my legacy.”
How does a son hear this and remain the same person ever again?

🏳️To my wife, he said:
“When I see you, I feel happiness and no pain. You are a rare flower in my son’s life.”

🏳️To my children, he said:
“You were my joy in the last two years, when your father finally came home after 22 years of traveling.”

🏳️To his brothers (3 brothers), he said:
“I thought I loved you more… but it turned out you loved me more.”

🏳️To his sisters, he kept telling my mother:
“Give them equal money, make sure they are comfortable in transportation when they come to see me.” Even in weakness, he thought of their dignity.

🏳️To my father-in-law, his longtime trading partner of more than 10 years, he said:
“Where your presence is, blessing comes.”

🏳️And to everyone who came to visit him…
▫️He welcomed them with calm. With kindness. With dignity.

🏳️🏳️What breaks me the most and what honors him the most 🏳️🏳️:
▫️is that while every organ was failing,
▫️while the pain must have been unbearable,
▫️we never once heard him curse life, blame God, or scream in agony.
▫️We only ever heard him say:
“I am good. I will be better. Thanks God for all his blessings. I am blessed to have you. I am Good do not worry about me”
▫️That was his character.
▫️That was his faith.
▫️That was my father.

🏳️What these 20 days did to me
▫️These 20 days broke something inside me…
but they also built something stronger.
▫️They taught me that:
▫️Some diseases come without warning
▫️Some battles are fought silently
▫️Some endings cannot be delayed
▫️And sometimes, love means staying even when there is nothing left to fix.
▫️I learned that presence is everything.
▫️That sitting next to your father in his final moments is sacred.
▫️That love doesn’t stop death… but it honors life.

🏳️What I believe
▫️I believe the soul does not simply disappear.
▫️I believe in reincarnation, that the soul continues its journey unless it has completed its lessons across many lives.
▫️Maybe my father finished his mission in this life.
▫️Maybe he reached the gardens of God.
▫️Maybe he was elevated to a higher existence.
▫️Or maybe his soul will return, upgraded, purified, stronger, in another generation.
▫️Whatever the divine truth may be, I believe this:
▫️His soul is not lost.
▫️His journey is not over.
▫️He is at peace.

🏳️From December 18 2025 To January 6 2026, 20 days that changed me forever.
▫️This was not just a medical journey.
▫️This was my journey as a son.
▫️My journey with my father.
▫️My journey with pain, truth, love, faith, and surrender.

And as painful as it was…I am grateful I walked every step beside him. I love you, my Dad.

My tears came while writing these words, not at his funeral. In front of others, I stayed strong, carrying my grief in silence like taught by my Father "SAMI"