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1 month ago · · Grief,
Yesterday, you left this world.
In your final hours,
I hope you weren't scared
I hope you got live the life you deserved
I hope you know how much you were
and are loved.
To me, death is a familiar concept.
Familiar in the way that it reminds me that the people I love are getting older
Familiar in the way that it has become attached to various parts of my life
Familiar in the way that it causes and perpetuates violence and destruction
Familiar in the way that it is inescapable.
But in some ways, death is foreign
I don't and I can't even begin to understand it.
Foreign in the way it is unknown, unexpected, unexplainable
Foreign in the way it affects each person individually
Foreign in the way the "why's/how's" don't make sense
Foreign in the way I have come to question the meaning of life
It hurt to see everyone in pain.
To see the anguish in their eyes
To hear the sorrow in cries
I wish there was something to say or something to do
to ease their pain, to replace the despair but
They need to grieve
They need to express their thoughts and emotions
They need to cry and scream
We'll celebrate your life.
We'll embrace all the love you left behind.
We'll remember you.
Today, I want to say thank you.
Thank you for your life, your love, your presence.
I am glad I got to see you one last time.
Don't forget to look down on us once in a while. Check if we're smiling.
We'll look up at you too. Check in if you're doing okay.
We love you.