As 22nd November draws closer, Dorothy would by now, have drawn up a list of the things she would like to have for her birthday. It was a routine I was very much used to and it made me proud as a father. With the little money I earn I always made sure I kept her promises. It was also a way of instilling discipline into her little mind. Good behavior
I must confess that a day does not pass without thinking about my daughter. Why did she have to die in such a way? Is God trying to tell me something? Is there something I should have done to prevent her death. I always "Google" stuff I need to know more about but on this occasion I never did. I remember when I came back home she told me "dad the dog bit me" to which I replied "you will be fine". This statement really pains me because it was a lie. I was supposed to protect her as a father but I failed. Even on the night before she got hospitalized I talked to her on the phone and repeated the same statement that she will be fine and she said yes.
Next morning I traveled to Blantyre and found her at the hospital. She couldn't speak, she could only manage an occasional smile. At some point I cried. I had carried my camera and gave it to her. She took pictures of us all and viewing the photos made her happy that I thought she would be fine soon. But God loved her most and she passed away that evening.
My wife and I had planned to have two children only. Dorothy's passing made us change those plans. As humans we may have our own plans but God's plans are different from us. My family is now blessed with a baby boy who was born on 22nd June, 2012. We named him "Chawanangwa" which means gift. I thank the Lord for this beautiful baby. My family now puts all our plans in God's hands for without him they are empty.
May my daughter's soul rest in eternal peace.
AMEN!
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