I hate death.
I want to rail against death.
It's not fair. The people who care and love get no say in death.
Death decides the time has come or takes a detour along his journey and life is lost.
It's not fair. I am so angry. So sad. I want to scream at death. I want to hit death. I want to demand that the life I loved be returned to me. I want it back. I want her back.
I want her back, damnit!!!
I still miss her so bad sometimes that it feels like my heart is breaking all over again.
It's not fair.
I'm so sorry for your loss. I'm really bad at helping others deal with death and I'm not quite sure what to say, but if we lived in the same town I'd go on a hike with you and just listen as you ranted.
Considering the fact that we're in totally different states, I can't really do that. But I'm sorry nonetheless and please take care of yourself.
Fortunately or unfortunately, Death is on all our agendas. It's unavoidable.
The key to holding the love you have for someone who has passed is by understanding and by enduring.
Live and you honor those that pass...is what my dad taught me. Its not easy but its what the ones who pass want. It is what you would want of your loved ones when it is your turn to pass.
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