Celine Adas Chamat- Wife of Habib who passed away in a tragic crash- August 2012
22 weeks...
Another wednesday comes
Another week passed
But you will never return...
I have a life time to count wednesdays, weeks, months and years...
I will never forget what happened
I will never give up
Your Name will never fade
You'll be always shining like a star Habibi
RIP ya habib omri
"Habib Nakhle Chamat
18 Feb 1978-15 Aug 2012
Habib’i, This is a sad story. My sad story, that I want to share with you. I decided to tell everyone, on my husband’s 35th birthday, how the story of a lifetime was interrupted in a second. My tragedy is unfortunately not uncommon, as so many people are living similar ones every day, especially in Lebanon. So many people’s lives are turned upside down every minute, because of tragic accidents on our roads.
If reading this helps you think twice before you step on that gas pedal, then my grief would not have been vain, as Habib’s death would have saved your life.
Habib Chamat, my husband and the father of my two baby girls, Cindy, 4 years old, and Romy, only 53 days old, lost his life when he was hit by a speeding car, as he was peacefully driving to his work on August 15, 2012.
Habib Chamat was born on February 18, 1978. He and his twin brother were the eldest sons of a young Lebanese couple. He was raised to love and respect others, in a harmonious and supportive family.
He received his school education at Notre Dame de Jamhour and Orthodox Annunciation colleges.
He was a sensitive man, who loved sports and music. He studied oud with Mr Maurice Awad and delighted friends and family with his lovely performances.
Habib was also very passionate and he pursued many hobbies, including hunting, music, classic cars, motorcycling and skiing...
After earning a marketing degree from USEK in 2002. Habib further consolidated his skills by joining Federal Bank,where he worked as a senior clerk from June 2002 till October 2005.
From September 2002 till September 2003 he enrolled into the Lebanese army for his military service.
When Habib met Celine Adas, they both knew that the love they shared was beautiful, true, and meant for a lifetime. They got engaged on June 24, 2006, and shortly after, they decided to start a family. They got married on May 12, 2007 in Our Lady of the Holy Annunciation church in Achrafieh.
Shortly after, they were blessed with a beautiful little girl, Cindy, who was born on March 15, 2008. This little bundle of joy brought great happiness to them, as well as hopes, dreams and confidence in a wonderful future.
All those who knew Habib appreciated his integrity, his generosity and sense of humour. This driven and compassionate young man enrolled as a volunteer in the Civil Defense during 1998 till 2002 while simultaneously studying at the university.
He joined the family business in 2006 thus becoming a key member in a long tradition, as his ancestors have worked in the marble and granite industry for more than one hundred years. He modernized the manufacture and infused it with youth, hope and enthusiasm.
Four years later, their small family welcomed another little girl, Romy, who was born on June 24, 2012.
But fate had decided otherwise. On August 15, 2012, Habib kissed his wife and babies goodbye in the morning and left his house in Mansourieh at 9:00 AM. On this holy day, he only wanted to go to work for a few hours to finish some urgent business, then come back to take his family out. Romy’s first true day out. He put his helmet on and confidently rode his motorcycle. Death waited for him a few road loops down.
A reckless, over speeding driver missed the road turn and hit him. A whole lifetime of his parent’s love and caring, and Habib’s hopes and dreams, all his young family’s expectations for a happy future… all of this was shattered, just because of one single driver, who had no respect for life and other peoples’ right to live.
Habib survived less than seven hours after the accident. He spent them in painful agony, screams and cries… At 3:45 PM, he became an angel and flew away, leaving behind his heartbroken parents, his desperate brothers, his wretched young wife and two innocent children who would never get to have him by their side anymore. He also left scolding pain in the heart of all those who knew him and loved him. Pain that will never subside from now on…
How many young men and women are dying every day? How long should we still watch horrors, and shy away? How blind and deaf should we remain before we say: “This is enough”? I am only hoping that you will read and share my story, think of the suffering of wives and husbands, parents and children, and draw a lesson.
Love your family, more than speed. Realize that life is a responsibility, and a precious gift that you should cherish and deserve"