On Grief and Loss
lifeI’m struggling. A little bit. OK, maybe a bit more than a little bit.
I think right now I’m just having a hard time accepting that as the years go by, as I get a little bit older, I’m seeing more and more people I’ve known and loved pass away. I know that it’s a part of life, but it doesn’t make it any easier. Each life lost leaves this empty space within me — a void where laughter, conversations, and shared moments once existed.
Last month, I heard news of a friend I haven’t spoken to in years go because they had been consumed with sadness that they just couldn’t get out of. A decade later, I am still grieving the death of a best friend I’ve lost touch with. Yesterday, I found out we are just moments away from saying goodbye to a loved one. And this is barely even scratching the surface.
I’m at a crossroads in other venues of my life, and it’s so hard to keep moving forward when my priorities just seem so trivial in the grand scheme of things. It seems like I keep getting thrown curveballs left and right, and I have run out of hands to catch them.
I’m finding that growing older is just a journey of learning to let go while still holding on. It’s about trying to figure out how to find solace in knowing that those we’ve lost are never truly gone as long as we continue to remember them. Perhaps it’s just about trying to live a life that they would be proud of.
Amidst the grief I’m feeling today and the coming days, I’m just trying to navigate through my thoughts, feelings and priorities. Be a little gentler on your loved ones today. Take this as just another reminder that life is fragile and precious. Don’t hesitate to live fully and love deeply.
I know that I will. Or at least try to.
Side Note(s):
- This post is Day 22 of the WeblogPoMo2024 challenge.
- These are definitely not the things I want to write about, but it’s the words that insist on coming out as I type today’s post.
