Nostalgic memories!

Dearest Baaba, Two weeks ago, I attended a wedding and the love between the Father of the bride and his daughter took me back to my own marriage season. I started missing you ....tears welled up in my eyes but did not want to be seen crying on someone else's happy day! I remembered you driving me to my counseling sessions at the Ssenyonyi's home in Mukono. Sometimes...you'd return before the sessions ended and you'd patiently wait for me at your late friend Dr. Bulamu's clinic. On our drive home, I always shared what I had learnt and the other things I had heard about marriage and you always took time to share with me your very own experience. You always told me that if I involved God in my marriage everything would go well. I recall at my farewell lunch at home when you gave everyone an opportunity to say something to me and you interrupted someone who had started telling me how difficult marriage was for you believed that there was nothing difficult with God. I am so glad that your own marriage was a good example for me and made me look forward to my own. I knew then and I still know now that with God's help I am here till that day that we talked about in our wedding vows. Maama's memory of you is of that excellent husband who loved her unconditionally! She speaks of your early morning prayers and the many things that you shared. She speaks of your love for your children and how on that fateful day you demanded that she calls us because you wanted to see us before you left. I am eternally grateful to God for allowing each one of us to see you in that final week. He revived you and allowed you to speak with us one more time. My last day with you in that intensive care unit is one I will never forget. God allowed me to see your jovial and strong self... cracking your usual jokes. I remember asking the nurse how you were doing and he told me that they were ready to discharge you to the wards but you'd refused. When I asked why you'd refused...you told me that you did not feel ready but also the number of people checking on you would not allow you to rest! Even though..you were not well yourself.....you asked me about Claire's baby Aaron (RIP) who had passed on that morning but I told you he was well. I did not want that to put you down for you understood how far God had brought Aaron. You went on to tell Babirye my cousin that you'd almost gone without saying your goodbyes to her. At that time, I did not read anything into it but God was certainly telling us something! A year on...I still miss you terribly! I have not come to terms with the fact that I will never ever see you again. At your memorial service, Rev. Suubi gave a very good sermon and the reading from the book of revelation really gave me hope that I will see you again some day. I want to keep your memory alive...I want to be as hardworking as you were and I certainly want to focus on the things that you held dear. Rest in peace my dearest Baaba, you'll forever hold a very special place in my heart.