Loss is one of the hardest things to experience. We cry, we feel betrayed, we understand nothing about the emotions, and then we ask the question:
“When will I feel better?”
A friend of mine has lost her mother in recent days, and I found it difficult to find the right words to express in order to help her heal. The fact remains, we can’t tell another person how to feel or act; we can only offer our support and love in a time of need. What I did say to her is that the loss never disappears; we can only incorporate it in our day and move on. I am a harsh person sometimes, but it is with that boldness that I survive my own grief. It has been 3 years since I lost my son and father, and it still hurts more than anyone can imagine. I sometimes still get angry inside at my son for leaving me after all I have done for him through his years on this earth. My dad is an entirely different feeling, more of a selfish one, because he was my rock, my go to for advice and assistance. Now, I no longer have that; I feel unworthy of anything because I have not succeeded as well as I should in my life.
With all that being said, I am starting a new chapter yet again, and it is going to be a challenging one because starting over should feel good, but for me, it is another beginning of adapting. Alas, at my age, I should be retired and happy, but life would have me continue on the employment journey because the bills still have to be paid.
The cold is settling in, and the hope is that I know, 2026 will bring new desires, new adventures and most of all, my ocean view which awaits me.
“Dear Friend, you will survive this loss. You loved her and will continue to love her. Surround yourself with what makes you happy and continue to grow.” – your dearest friend
