Here’s a post I wrote a few months ago. It’s near and dear to me and especially now that the holidays are approaching, I think of him.
Right now I’m headed to Richmond, Virginia and it’s raining cats and dogs, literally! Sometimes it happens like this in our lives.
September 30th marked another year for my father’s passing and I’ll tell you what, it never gets old…loss so close to the heart remains a fresh wound no matter the years that have drifted by…
I want to dedicate this post to my father Khedar Nauth. I’ve had glimpses of what life with him would’ve been, but even those were halted. I was only four when he passed on. What I know of him though is he was a no nonsense and amazingly kind, kind of guy.
My mom has never forgotten him and has always strive to keep his memory alive. To this day she cries every year when special days like this one arrive.
I want to say thank you mom for the honor you’ve always bestowed unto him.
Death, loss, and heartache can be a detrimental and destructive force in our lives, but I believe it teaches a lesson and has a divine purpose.
We appreciate the people in our lives unconditionally when we lose them. Yes, it’s a struggle to get past it and perhaps you never will, though rest assured that you can heal.
Death has given me several vital traits; strength, will power, an unshakable mindset and the most important faith. When people experience loss a few things happen; you can raise up and grow to become tough as nails or it can be your defeat. You have enough wherewithal to determine the outcome.
If you decide to heal nothing can shake your tree and I believe it brings about the need to leave a mark on this world. I value my blessings so much more because I’ve lost pieces of myself with my loved ones, but even still I have prevailed.
Lost ones have been promoted to the heavens and life moves on. But let me ask you, what direction is your life moving towards? Whose life will you touch, how many people will miss you when you face the inevitable?
I lead my life by having undeniable faith in the unseen. It’s so important to instill values of faith and belief into the very essence of you.
As a child I despised the life I had been dealt, I felt that I had been wronged and I never understood why this was my lot.
I gazed upon those around me and they seemed whole. They had both parents and their life was complete…I can’t tell you the number of times I stared into the heavens angrily.
I had lost so much that the only thing I could’ve done was pray. There’s such power in praying; it calms the soul, it’s like applying healing balm to the punctures of the heart and it creates an aura that attracts ideally positive experiences into your life.
The loss of my father led our family, our home, to an angel. He was my savior. He became my dad and the love I received from him truly was unlike any other. Without him our family would be lost.
He was the answer to my endless prayers. Somehow my father Khedar’s desires and dreams for his family came to fruition through him.
We came to the land of opportunity shortly after and as I speak to you I head to a weekend that is dedicated to free enterprise. The greatest opportunity to aid the impact my life will make.
I would not have all that I have today had it not been for my loss and for the experiences in my life.
I want to spend my life honoring my parents and giving them the best life. My hope for you is that you live your life valuing it and honoring those around you and that all of your heart’s desires are lived out.
I received a beautiful comment from mother’s friend Barbara Thompson and every time I read it, it brings tears to my eyes. I wanted to share it with you. Here it is:
Satya your dad was indeed a genuinely wonderful, loving and kind person.He was a dear friend to my uncle….. in their youthful days. I got to read a lot of their exchanged comic books , lol……hidden in the bathroom of course! I was only about nine at that time.Then he married your mom, the most beautiful girl in Essequibo! And that’s no lie! She and I became friends when we both taught at the same school.Wonderful woman! They were a pair from God…your mom and dad. I remember when you were born, your dad picked a [pink] flower from the hospital grounds to present to you and her. He said with tears in his eyes, that his princess had arrived. He was the most loving and devoted husband and father. We shared so many memories….your family and mine. You were such an adorable little girl and he adored you and your brother. Such a pity that he left so soon. His legacy will live on through you!