This article is dedicated to all my friends and family who have lost a loved one at any time in their lives but the main focus is on the handful of people who have lost someone close to them since 2018 started less than three weeks ago. It’s sad to hear about anyone losing a loved one whether it be a sibling, child, parent, or even a dog that was like one of the family. My heart breaks deeply for these people and I wish there was more that I could do for them. The basic human reaction is to offer condolence such as “I’m sorry” or “Sorry for your loss” it’s a normal response and I say it a lot myself because saying something is better than saying nothing usually but I also know that these words are empty, saying sorry won’t bring back the person you have lost.
At some point in time everyone has dealt with the loss of someone close to them. The empty feeling that is left deep within their souls after that person is no longer here. The ones left behind are often the ones who suffer the most. We don’t understand why this happened to us. Why was this person taken away from us? What did we do wrong to deserve this pain? Why did it have to be this way? There are many stages of grief from denial, bargaining and finally acceptance. Even if we do accept their death it takes time to process it. They say that time heals all wounds but you never really get over the death of someone that was close to you.
I have dealt with my share of deaths from my grandma being the most recent to my nephew who was only a baby. No matter the age of the person it is never easy, whether they are a baby or ninety years old our hearts break into a million pieces. The line between life and death is very fragile, we are never promised tomorrow and we never know what will happen next. One minute we can be happy and carefree and the next we can be on our knees begging for a miracle that may or may not come. However, sometimes that miracle we seek isn’t the person getting better but them becoming free, free from their pain and suffering even if that means they are taken away from us.
We have to realize that yes it hurts like hell when we lose that person we love so much, but sometimes if we love something we must let it go. We have to put aside our broken hearts and celebrate the life that they once lived and keep their memories alive inside of us. I have seen people survive things they shouldn’t have. My grandmother had a massive heart attack at the age of 78 where the back side of her heart exploded and was given less than a 10% chance of living and she made it through and lived for two years before finally passing away from lung failure. I watched her go from almost dying to thriving back to dying in a short time but I am thankful for the extra time I had with her. It has been almost 7 years since her passing and not a day goes by that she isn’t a thought in my head, a memory of what she once was. I don’t remember her as the fragile soul clinging to life but as the radiant spirit that always smiled and didn’t have a care in the world.
I just want people to know that as hard as it can be there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Don’t lose hope, there are people out there that care about you as well.