We lost so much.
We will never know how bad it is to have lost so many fathers, uncles, grandfathers, brothers, friends, heroes, mentors, and leaders. I can tell you though, seeing how my siblings grew up with my father around (we lost him when I was young) is so much better than not having him. There are certain certain wisdoms, morals, love, and responsibilities that a father passes on to his children. Every war out there we lost a bit of our identity as a people. Fathers carried legacies. Fathers carried history. Fathers carried the future. Fathers paved ways. But when they were removed, we lost it all.
I hope this day and age serves as a lesson to most and a reminder to some on why we have the laws we have. Why we have the religious beliefs we have. Why we place our faith in God. Why we exist. Why we fight to the death to protect those we love. Why we are who we are, and what caused us to be. Frens, if your father, grandfather, uncles are still alive, please, give them a hug and tell them you love them. They've filled a huge hole in our hearts, minds, and souls that we don't realize exists.
Q, can we please finish this once and for all?
God speed…