'It never gets easier...' Ciru Muriuki's emotional tribute to late dad

ELIZABETH NGIGI Lifestyle, Entertainment Journalist

24 July 2022

• Ciru Muriuki marked the second anniversary in a moving tribute stating that it has never been easy since his departure.

• Ciru's dad passed on after he got Covid-19 complications in 2020.

BBC journalist Ciru Muriuki has paid tribute to her late dad who past on in 2020.

The veteran journalist marked the second anniversary in a moving tribute stating that it has never been easy since his departure.

Ciru's dad passed on after he got Covid-19 complications in 2020.

In a post on her social media platforms, Ciru wrote;

"Two years. It never gets easier. I love you Daddeh. Always."

During Fathers Day last year, Ciru paid tribute to her late date.

In a long post tribute message, Ciru wished her dad would have lived longer.

She said her dad did all he could to be alive but Covid-19 came and took him away from the family.

She expressed how heartbroken she has been since then as her dad was her greatest close person she had in her life.

Check out her long post;

"I wish we had more time, Daddeh.

I was sure we would. After all, you did everything right. You ate well, didn’t drink or smoke, exercised. You did not look like a man in his 70s.

And then came this virus that no one had heard of and it carried you off in a week, leaving this you-shaped hole in my heart that nothing and no one will ever fill. I wish we had more time, Daddeh.

Even though you were my best friend, and we talked about everything, there was so much yet to say. I still need you with every fiber of my being."

She added;

"You were my anchor, Baba. My safety net. My Oracle. Every good thing I have ever done in this life has been because of you. And you loved me through every misstep, every mistake. There was no time in all the years that you were my dad on this earth that I didn’t know that I was truly and deeply loved.

And now you’re just gone, and in my heart, there is this permanent confusion. A scattering that never ends. Life has been reduced into enduring every day without you, with the scant comfort that every day I survive brings me closer to the only thing I look forward to - the happy day that I will see you again.