This week, May 7th I lost someone very close to me.
He was a good man, Curious about life and what we the younger generations did differently.
I noticed he was not in church for a while so i decided to reach out,I texted him but he didn't respond,that was strange....but i did not want to push further.
Something in me kept pushing to check on him so i reached out to his son"hey are you with your pops?
He responded yes ... I asked can i speak to him?i have been trying to reach him but he is not reachable hope he is good?..
He gave a positive response and scheduled a time for me to call, but i couldn't reach out at the appointed time, because nepa happened and my devices went off.
After some days i found out from a friend that he had passed on.
Death is such a stranger,i was in denial.
Part of me still is.
I begged God to tell me it was a lie. I kept hoping there had been some terrible mistake from the hospital, that somehow this reality would reverse itself .
We had plans. There was still so much left to do, so much left to learn from each other. It is painful to realize that sometimes life ends in the middle of unfinished sentences.
Each day i revisit our chats, and i sigh....so all i have left from this person is just a chat.
There is a popular quote I have held onto for years
“Life is an accumulation of moments, and moments are hardly repeated.”
I hope we get to enjoy the little moments we have with our friends and acquaintances, because life is really an accumulation of moments.
They can not be repeated.
Perhaps that is why grief feels so heavy. It forces us to confront the temporary nature of everything we love.
The person may be gone, but the impact of their existence remains.
Their words remain.
Their laughter remains.
Their lessons remain.
The version of you they helped shape remains.
Maybe that is the true nature of love: people leave this world, but parts of them continue living inside those who remember them.
We handle grief by allowing ourselves to feel it honestly.
I hope that one day i wake up from this and accept that he has transitioned for a good cause.