may misses you so much
“You don’t get over it, you just get through it. You don’t get by it, because you can’t get around it. It doesn’t get better it just gets different. Everyday… Grief puts on a new face…
This is the end of the first month of the year 2012 and starting this year without you is not normal to me. I am really missing and missing your voice your kindness your …. I Wish you were here with us since you left us too soon. Your daughters which are angels and which I would give my life to in order for them to have a nice life. R.I.P Rami Makhzoumi love you
Rami, a great man, you will live in our hearts for ever.
Always remembering in my prayers
Miss you Rami , can’t get over the fact that your gone but this is the circle of life. I cry every day and night when I think about you.Each day is sadder then the other without you. I just wish your here, I will never forget you. Rami I promise I will follow your steps one by one. Love you Rami .
I met Rami at the Wharton Global Alumni Forum in Dubai in 2009 and just now found out that he has passed away. Although our introduction was brief, I remember his good humor and polite nature. He impressed me as a true gentleman and someone who made others feel comfortable simply by his presence and manners. I will say a prayer for him and extend my sincere condolences to his friends and family.
We ll not forget you always in our hearts
(( اللهم اغفر له وارحمه, وعافه واعف عنه, وأكرم نزله ووسع مدخله, واغسله بالماء والثلج والبرد, ونقه من الخطايا كما ينقى الثوب الأبيض من الدنس, وأبدله داراً خيراً من داره, وأهلاً خيراً من أهله, وزوجاً خيراً من زوجه, وأدخله الجنة وأعذه من عذاب القبر ومن عذاب النار ))
Habibi, eight months has passed after you are gone. Eight very hard months… Missing you more & more every day. It is hard to think I wont see you any more, it is hard to think I won’t hear your voice especially at the early hours of the day : Mum can we talk?? are you awake ?? For you I was always awake any time you called, wherever you were ….
What is keeping me strong is your girls , a part of you that we cherish a lot and pray to God we will raise like you wanted to…
What is keeping me strong is seeing you in my dreams from time to time… always smiling always happy.
What keeps me strong is the prayers of people far & near for us to be strong & for you to be in peace.
What is keeping me strong is the love I have from family & friends.
What is keeping me strong is the stories I hear about peoples’ dreams of you… All are full of love, full of happiness , full of laughter… Some see you in green Koftans, others see you in Mecca… Some see you at home, others in the office, so many dreams that people share with me….
What can I say, it is only messages to let us know that you are happy wherever you are, you are looking at us from your far away place, trying to tell us not to worry about you and that your eye is on us…..and I thank you from all my heart for that..
Keep coming in our dreams, in your friend’s dreams in other people’s dreams, for like this we know you send us your love….
I really miss u with all my heart please remember me as I allways will remember u.
As the holiday season approaches, it feels so strange and heartbreaking that I am not finalizing hotel bookings, travel schedules, logistics, etc….for yet another amazing holiday for you and your family.
I still can’t believe you’re gone….it’s been said that time heals all wounds….well whoever said that is hugely mistaken.
I miss you and it still hurts so much
xxxxx Rona
And now the end is near And so I face the final curtain My friend I’ll say it clear I’ll state my case of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full I traveled each and every highway And more, much more than this I did it my way
Regrets I’ve had a few But then again too few to mention I did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course Each careful step along the byway And more, much more than this I did it my way
Yes there were times I’m sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew But through it all when there was doubt I ate it up and spit it out, I faced it all And I stood tall and did it my way
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried I’ve had my fill, my share of losing And now as tears subside I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that And may I say not in a shy way Oh no, oh no, not me I did it my way
For what is a man what has he got If not himself then he has not To say the things he truly feels And not the words of one who kneels The record shows I took the blows And did it my way
Yes it was your way.
I miss you and i love you so much . I still can’t believe your gone.
forever your “lil sis” Camo
