Wish you were here!
I was furious when you left us! I shouted at death as if it could hear me. "This isn't fair," and I asked a thousand whys. All my questions, fears and doubts were answered with silence. Between the anger, there was heartbreak and disbelief when I heard you were gone. It numbed me. This can't be real, this can't be reality, this can't be yours! But the nightmare of grief was real. And the reality is that I lost someone I loved. I will never know the reasons why. But I don't think there is any explanation that would make it feel okay. Love was filled with grief. What once was can no longer be, and while the anger fades, the wishing that you were here never does. When you lose a parent, you lose a part of your soul forever, there's a deep disconnection with the universe that you feel for the rest of your life. And that is the painful reality of grief. In hard times like this, urging people to move on and to stay strong, don't build their resilience...