Farewell My Sweet Teta...

Not a very nice day today. My Teta (grandma) just died. At least she is not in pain anymore.
I will never forget how great you were, raising five kids on your own during a war.
I will never forget how you used to make me very tiny sandwiches, smaller than a finger.
I will never forget how you used to help me with my arabic lessons which was my least favourite subject.
I will never forget how you used to trick me to have a nap in the afternoon.
I will never forget the bedtime stories you used to come up with.

I will never forget the "fit for a king" meals you used to cook for us.
I will never forget you, you will always be in my heart.

Rest in Peace habibti Teta.