Gabriella 10/08/2024-19-11-2023 RIP

Today, 10/08/2024, is the fourth birthday of Gabriella. I remember when I went with her dad to bring her home from hospital after a few days of her birth. When I looked at her for the first time, she started crying loudly. I think she was angry from me because I was not there when she was born.

Immediately I gave her mum £100.00 as her first saving money contribution. After that each month I was giving her £50.00 saving money like her brother and sister. On her first birthday, I added £200.00 to her savings as birthday gift instead of presents. My plan was to give her at least £20,000.00 cash if she finished University otherwise to give it to her when she bought a house, When she left us, she had over £2000.00 saving money.

On her second birthday, I bought her a bicycle as her first birthday present. On her third birthday I gave her an electric car as birthday present. The car arrived early before the birthday date. When she saw the picture of the car on the carton, she became mad, wanted to get the car immediately to drive. She was screaming at her dad: “I want my car daddy, I want my car daddy”. By coincidence, her mum phoned her dad at that time. She knew it was her mum. She took the phone from her dad by force to tell the good news to her mum. She was calling her mum: “come, come mummy to see my car” while she was going towards the car, which was still in the carton..

I believe I made her happy each time I was with her during this short time period of her life on earth. Each week once, I visited them. Each time she used to go mad and excited for seeing me. She was asking me to stand on my shoulders and then to go shopping. Each time she chose her own toys to buy and asking me to give her the money to pay for it. She used to draw the attention of people. They used to say: “What a lucky girl!”.

Most of the times when she saw a child of her age, she approached the child as she was playing hide and seek and then going to the child saying: “My name is Gabriella, what is your name?”. Very often the children confused but their parents came to the rescue, some times with a huge and kiss to her.

She had a nany, called: "Anna". when for the first time, I went with her dad to collect her, she came out with her dad and we started walking. By coincidence, her nanny came out, Gabriella started screaming: "Anna, Anna this is grand dad. Anna this is grand dad". The same thing happened when I went with her dad to collect her from school for the first time. She was calling her teacher: "Miss this is grand dad, Miss this is grand dad".

She showed an interest in a handsome boy in a Kurdish musical band, most members of which were girls. She was saying: “Granddad I want only to listen to them because they are girls”. When each girl played her instrument in turn, Gabriella didn't make any move. But when the turn of a handsome boy came to play, she was dancing. Later I discovered Gabriella had a competition. The leading musician of the band was a girl. I saw her in a different setting, she was also dancing to the music of the same handsome boy.

My wife passed away because of lung and liver cancer. After she was diagnosed, I asked her doctor if someone would survive with one lung and half liver removed. He said yes theoretically. So I told him I was willing to donate half of my liver and one of my lungs to my wife provided I survived. This was refused because it was too late. For Gabriella I would have given every parts of my body and my life without any conditions.

At least I made her happy each time I was with her during this short period of her life on earth. The last time, we went shopping, she bought a magazine, The last time we played together, we played hair dresser and a client. She was hair dresser and I was her client.

The following is a mainly girl musical band which Gabriella liked:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0vPBIIRQm4g

The following sad Kurdish song, I usually listen and cry for Gabriella.

It is a cry for those who has left us:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N0Jx6KuYfoU

The following is another Kurdish sad song, I listen to and cry for Gabriella. It is from the same singer. It is a cry for those leaving us, not to leave us alone.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B6uQJB6qML0

Visiting Gabriella's Garden on her Fourth Birthday

Visiting Gabriella's Garden on her Fourth Birthday

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