August 30, 2009
My Great Aunt Fatma
My dear dear grandmothers sister (allah yr7amha oo yr7am mawtakom).
We went to visit her today. I love going to see her.
She reminds me so much of my grandma 7ayate.
She talks like her, she laughs like her, she dresses like her, and she tells me the funniest stories about my grandma.
I like to sit there and imagine that it is my grandma in front of me, and just for a split second i believe it is.
I have to resist the urge to throw my arms around her and cry my eyes out.
I usually burst into tears after leaving her house, missing my grandma more than ever.
Today she was telling me about sharg. And my aunt promised to take me to where my grandmas house used to be.
As I was leaving i gave her a hug and inhaled the sent of oud and bukhoor. I kissed her head, her shoulders, her cheeks. I cupped her face in my hands and told her ill be seeing her soon.
I want to sit on my grandmas lap again. I want to hear her sing to me. I want to place her hand in mine and play around with her loose skin and ask her yadity shloon eedich 9arat chithy.
My grandma has been gone a long time.
But i still feel her close by
3asakom ma tafgidoon 3azeez inshalah.
yadityy i miss u.