A painful reminder after losing my father today

For the past ten years, my father was a constant presence in my daily life-I saw and worked alongside him every single day. Today, my mother called me, and I hurried to the underground parking where he was found. He was seated in his car, one leg outside the open door, already gone. The medical team laid him on the pavement and attempted CPR and other efforts, but his eyes, though open, showed no life. They declared his passing quickly, as his body was already cold. After covering him, I kissed his icy forehead one final time, placed a small blanket under his head, and waited for those in charge to take him. As Muslims, we are reminded to uphold ties of kinship and seek forgiveness. Let go of any pride or disputes with your parents-the grief of seeing them lifeless is a haunting sorrow that teaches us to cherish every moment with respect and love, insha'Allah.