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Younger years of Dr. Andrew Kosia, check out the fro! Sierra Leone-1970's |
Four years ago, on July 28, 2011, I lost my beloved
father and mentor, a family man, a dedicated doctor, a diligent public health servant,
a patriotic Sierra Leonean, a proud African, a global citizen and a beautiful
human. To many he was Dr. Andrew Kosia, the hardworking, well respected, kind
professional but to me he was simply daddy. The gentle, loving but no nonsense dad who wanted
the best for his children and worked hard to make every opportunity available
to them. The dad who would crack jokes with his children, chit chat with them, encourage them to
express their view points and critic his
on subjects ranging from politics, football, fashion or whatever the discussion
was about. Yet, when I or any of his children
got out of line and slacked on our school work he didn’t hesitate to correct
and discipline us followed by a nice gesture to make sure we knew it was coming
from a place of love. He was one who believed in the power of education, the duty of giving back and the rewards of hard work. That was the dad I
was blessed to have for 22 years of my life, one I would forever be grateful
and proud to be called his daughter.
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The irreplaceable father- daughter bond |
Every year on this day, I write a note to my dad giving him
updates about my life. This has been a therapeutic outlet that has helped with my grieving and one I hope to
continue for as long time I can. I have decided to share this year’s note and
previous notes on the blog. I am
dedicating this blog to the memory of my father and all my readers out there
who have lost a father. May their souls
rest in peace.
July 28, 2015
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Last photograph with my daddy in Sierra Leone, January 2011 |
Hello daddy,
I woke up this morning and the first thing I
did was go through old pictures of you. I can still remember the last picture
we took together at Augustine’s wedding in January 2011. You were teasing me and telling me I could only
red drink wine which you were sipping on and claiming was good for your health,
when I turn 25 and have completed my degrees. Well guess what? I am over 25 and
as of a month ago, completed my second degree. Yes, your youngest daughter now
has a Master of Public Health degree just like her daddy. The graduation
ceremony was a bitter, sweet event in the absence of the person who influence
of my career choice, goals and aspirations, nonetheless I know you would have
been proud of your ‘Mama Baindu'. So on
that day, I celebrated with a bottle of red wine and toasted to us both. I didn’t become a medical doctor like you
always hoped for but I intend on perusing a PhD and becoming the third Dr.
Kosia in the family. Angela remains the family’s medical doctor for now, who knows maybe one of your grandchildren will follow in her footsteps.
I am currently looking for a public health job and intent to
go back to Sierra Leone and hopefully get to work in the same area of public
health as you did. I must say, you raised the bar really high, everyone I have
spoken to that knew you, have nothing but good things to say about your work
ethics, efficiency and tenacity. So I guess I have to live up to your standard because if there is anything you
made clear to your children especially
your three girls it was the fact that women can do anything just as good
or even better than men.
I really do miss you daddy and want you to know that the
family hasn’t been the same since you left. You were the glue that kept us
together, yet despite the loss of your physical absence I know that God has
assigned you as an angel to watch over us, which explains why things haven’t
totally fallen apart and why me, Angela,
Christina and Junior are doing good despite the odds. Continue to rest in
peace. Love you always.
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My birthday celebration with the family in Eritrea- October 2005 |
July 28, 2014
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Daddy's doppleganger ( ar fiba me papa bad bad wan) D R Congo- July 2010 |
Daddy it has been three years since you left us. The hardest
part about losing you is dealing with the void and emptiness your departure
created in my heart and life. They say time heals everything but no amount of
time can erase the effects of your departure because in my heart you hold a
place that can never be filled. I am reminded of you every day I look at myself
in the mirror and see more of you in me with each passing day. Similar face,
similar smile, similar laughter, same passion for reproductive health of
females, similar demeanor and way of talking. I am proudly and undeniably my
daddy’s daughter.
Love and miss you so much.
July 28, 2013
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Daddy's hilarious but empowering toast to me on my 17th birthday. Eritrea 2005 |
Daddy, I cannot believe two years has gone by since you left
us. Words cannot describe how much I miss you and wish you were here with us.
Things have been tough without you and I won’t lie there are days when I wanted
to give up but then I think about what you would have wanted for me and that
keeps me going. Wish we had spent more time more together because now more than
ever I need your advice wise counsel and that love only a father can give.
Nonetheless I know you are up there looking out for me in every situation.
I am now in graduate school daddy, getting an MPH degree just like you (sorry I
didn’t go to medical school like you wanted), and hopefully I will end up
working for the same organization you did. You are, and will always be my role
model. Can’t believe I am saying this but I really do miss our silly arguments
and you scolding me about not setting my priorities right, now I fully realize
the importance of it. Most of all I miss our little gossips and the laughs we
had from them.
MISS YOU SO MUCH! Rest in Peace Daddy. Love you always
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Cracking us up with jokes as usual, don't know where he got the walkie talkie from |