08/27/2026
My dad was the American dream.
He came to this country from Egypt and built a life he could be proud of, becoming a successful business owner who owned three neighborhood bars. But to him, they were more than just bars. They were always home to familiar faces and gave people a place to go, especially on the holidays, when he would make sure everyone had a meal and a place to be.
He loved to go deep sea fishing, play video games at his bar, wear all white, put way too much sugar in his tea, smoke his Marlboro Lights, drink a Heineken, wear his 14k gold and always had wads of cash in his pockets.
But nothing put a bigger smile on his face than his grandchildren.
Losing both of my parents in six months is something I still can’t wrap my head around. It feels unimaginable. There are moments I don’t know how to process it all, or how life can possibly look the same without either of them.
But I find comfort in knowing that my dad is in heaven, and I know my mom was there to welcome him with open arms 🙏
I will miss you forever, Daddy. I love you ♥️
