With fear and pain saddled in my heart I had to let our sons, Xavier (11) and Xerxes (5) know that Daddy was not coming back. My poor babies…they loved their father, they were crushed like biscuits. The three of us were lost to the world without Mikhail. Somedays we still are…
He was buried a few hours after death – according to Muslim rites. Strangers, well-wishers, family came and went. Then we were left alone to pick up the pieces and forge ahead.
That was almost four months ago….
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