Sunday, February 21, 2021
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To my brother, my cousin, my childhood friend Khalid.
Being a son in a large family of seven you can get a little lost in the everyday comings and goings of life. There were so many of us in the family that I actually have very few memories of my oldest brother growing up because of our age difference. But Khalid filled in that gap. I’m not really sure I knew he was my cousin, I just saw him as another brother but I didn’t see everyday. However when I saw him it was always a good time and the time we shared were never enough. I always wished he could come home to our house because he was always the nice brother always.
It hurts losing a loved one when they are old but you prepare for it, you almost anticipate it. Every phone call you receive, you feel that apprehension and every time someone doesn’t answer your call you feel that same apprehension. But losing a loved one so young and so strong you don’t see it coming. Losing Khalid is like losing myself. That face, that smile, that way he walked, stood, or even sat in chair. Like I just died. So many good men in our family gone to soon. And they all got my face or bits and pieces of me. It’s hard to accept.
But Khalid is alive in us, his Mother and Father named him right for Khalid in Arabic means just that, Immortal and Eternal. That’s Khalid, still here still with us. And he lives on through Nate. Khalid is a blessing to Khalid and Khalid was a blessing to Khalid. The strong father created the son and loves him everlasting. The son made him the father and strengthens him through devotion to his son.
Khalid was a blessing to me, I looked up to him and now look up to him. I am now jealous of all the time His brothers had with him.
Khalid, you will be remembered and loved everlasting.
Your little brother and jealous cousin,
Sadee
