H & F knew each other for 3-4 months before deciding to get married on 22 July 2017.
Two weeks into the marriage, he suffered a minor stroke.. then a major one.. and lapsed into a coma that required him to be on a life support machine briefly.. and passed on 3 days later.
Their romance/ love/ companionship was brief yet true. A match, finally, for both of them. For both this was their third marriage; they have both experienced love and loss.. and the ensuing pain.. and the eventual recovery.
They had so much in common, he the giver: always generous.. she the fun, young side of things.. always positive and hopeful, and mature beyond her years.
She had said, initially she thought it is better to be separated in death (in the context of husband & wife) than being divorced & carrying the hatred. However now she takes back all her words. Losing a spouse to death is painful beyond words, she had said.
His jacket remained hung on the wall, exactly where he had left it when he came back from work.
He had just finished unpacking his things in her house, and they were planning to move house once things get more settled. They had looked at some houses and had settled on one that they particularly liked, in the hope of raising a family together.
She said she finally had someone who could take care of her, someone she could pamper equally. Yet the brief moment he was lent to her by Allah is and remained as precious as ever.
Just now I visited her.. and I let her talk about him, about her, about anything. She looks strong and put together, as she always does. Only Allah knows best what goes on in her mind.
May she have the peace of mind and all the support from friends and loved ones. She is truly a trooper and always a fighter. I do hope for the best for her & may his soul be blessed endlessly.