Dearest Son .. after few days, I will be traveling to join your lovers gathering for your 8th memorial. Eight years had passed the grief is so hard to bear, eight years couldn't heal the wounds caused by your absence! it's still bleeding fresh son.  Eight years left me with nothing to do more than  visiting your grave or adding more memorial  pages to the old ones. As I wrote to you in the 7th memorial, it seems that I will stay this way for some more dark years regretting all the moments that I let it pass without treasuring it son. A great mistake, we all human does. We never appreciate what we do have, we all think that we might have it for a life time and we will have more years we can do a lot there, we all are confident that we will never lose what we have until we face it, then we have to pay for it all for the rest of our miserable life, a hard grief we feel and a painful regret for a valuable time we wasted. That's what I did, when you committed some bad mistakes and I was forced to punish you. I don't know was I am right to do it? all I can say while these bad moments rolls in my mind, is that these moments were really hurting me more than it might did for you , I do regret it all son. Now I like to tell you that you would never be away for a moment .. you are always around, adored as if you are not away for eight years son.
Dearest Tamim,  I do miss you a lot!!!. Now, in your 8th memorial I hope you have an awesome life wherever you are have a very big hug, bundle of  loving kisses with all my deepest love and all the best wishes from your for ever adoring, Dad Kuwait June 2005