My dad was a good but he died out of low attention by the doctors, he was left in the hospital without been taken care of,he died some days to the day of Valentine, my mom cried so hard that she felt her heart burning,she prayed to God for food, money and shelter every time of our days, I totally lost hope in God then.
I questioned God for the death of my dad but felt like I was wrong by doing so, the death of my day makes me cry each time am left alone.