Just 5 months prior, we buried my grandmother.
And now—her son.
Scarves drawn overhead, prayer books shifted through.
We look at who is left in the room,
And while we are thankful for each other,
The void of those no longer here weighs heavy upon us
May we all be reunited in Jannah, InshAllah
Until then, your names will be at the end of every prayer.
Our duas are still with you.