My father passed away yesterday at the young age of 69.
Since 2003 he has been fighting cancer that started in his lungs, moved on to his brain, and returned to stay in his lungs. He was funny, loving, caring and I will miss him dearly. While I am sad that he is gone, I can take solace in knowing he got to visit his beloved Libya after being away from it for more then 30 years. And for all his fighting in the revolution, I am happy he got to see the removal of Gaddafi while he was in Libya. I am so proud to be his daughter.
As my brother lovely said the other day: If I was twice as awesome as I am, I still wouldn't be half as awesome as dad!
Please make du'a for my family to pass this difficult time.