When Hana passed away on the 24th of April this year, everyone in my family was deeply devastated. None of us had seen it coming. As if we are drowning in an endless crash of waves, we struggled to cope with the grief, loss, and pain in the following weeks. But we never talked openly about our feelings before. We know that we are all still hurting but those feelings are never shared through spoken words.
So I took that upon myself - to find a way to express these voices that have been silenced for so long - not only to honour Hana's memory but also as my own coping mechanism after our loss.
It makes me feel closer to Hana again,
like I am doing something for her and with her.
In my search for a new way to tell our story, I realised that if I am able to put together bits and pieces of my family's actual conversation on WhatsApp, from the day Hana was born to the day she left us, I could somehow convey my own family's emotions and experiences in a single story.
So I hope that even though this story may look like it is about our pain, it will also shed some light on the immense love that we have for Hana - our little gift from God.