(1) January 4th started as a lovely and joyful morning. I began my day with enthusiasm, chatting with my parents as usual. However, a few hours later, we received a call informing us that Deuta had passed away. Overwhelmed with grief and disbelief, I felt frozen in that moment. Before I knew it, I was on a flight back to my home state. Part of me feels like it has remained frozen ever since. (2) I don't remember the exact age, but since I can recall, I've always seen my father's inseparable...