I am currently in Chicago with my family. My Grandfather passed away on Saturday, 12 April. Baba Sawa is what we called grandpa it translates to ‘old dad’ or ‘old man’. Its a bitter sweet occasion as the family has all gathered for the funeral. I saw friends I had not seen for 8 to 15 years. I had missed 15 years with my grandpa as we were in the US and they were in Iraq. I saw him maybe three times after having not seen him for 15 years. Last he saw me I was 5 the next time he saw me i was 20. I am now 21 and he died at 76. His birthday was in March. I will miss him and all the time we did not spend together. We would play cards when we were younger and he would let us win all the games and would celebrate with us. When we got older and learned to play the game the right way he would not let us win a hand… He had such a kind heart. He was so humble and all around amazing. He would make us laugh til our sides hurt. It is from him I got my sense of humor.
