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Picture from long ago...
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For those who are very close to me, it is no news that my dearest dad was ill for a while. It was the scariest time of my life. We moved from one hospital to the other. The doctors kept treating him for Malaria and Typhoid. He began to lose weight, he wasn't sleeping, he wasn't eating well, he was constantly losing energy, and most of all, he was becoming very AFRAID.
My dad used to be the very energetic man, the life of the party, the powerful VOICE that never needed a microphone no matter the magnitude of the crowd, the one person that had "everything' under control but all of a sudden, that person was nowhere to be found. What happened? Let's see...