November 14, 2017, my aunt passed away on her hospital bed. This was the toughest thing I have ever experienced in my life. I loved my aunt so much, her last days I was by her side as much as I could be. This death changed everything for me and my family. It was crazy to see how someone had so much faith even though she knew she would be dying.
It made me angry at the same time, I hated that she believed so much but ultimately this "God" had stripped her from her family at such a young age. Leaving behind the 5 and 6 year old girls she prayed so much for.
Now, almost 3 months later, I have mended my relationship with religion in general. I still do not believe in "God" but respect that my mom still does. I have more LOVE for my family then ever before. I used to hate being home and spending time. I now find myself thinking about them all the time and looking forward to weekends and going home. I love Arifa and Nowrin so much and I look forward to being their number one supporter for the rest of their life.