A Letter To The Ones Who've Lost A Parent
I understand what the past few days may have seemed like, to feel the loss of the person who brought you into this world so irreversibly.
Days must be rolling into nights and nights into days, while the world around you goes on and on but you stand still, rooted, frozen in time in the moment when it all happened.
Unable to give up, yet unable to move on. To say really, that “I” understand, may feel a bit pretentious, because what the past few days, weeks, months or years have been for you, no one can probably understand.
Grief is an intensely personal emotion. And while we can stand by our dear ones going through pain, we can't ever truly claim to understand what they are going through. In this journey of yours, I hope there is someone you have to stand by you and be able to witness the many amazing ways in which you show strength and forge ahead. But I also want to let you know that you must allow yourself to grieve, fall apart and come together again. Life will never be the same again, but what has happened has to be left behind and we need to move on. As always, it is easier said than done.
Today, I want to wish you strength, peace, calm and happiness. I want to remind you of all the beautiful things that have happened to you, and the even better things you don't know about yet, but you are stepping into. I pray that you find your strength in yourself, and should you fall short you remember that you are surrounded by people who are always there to be your strength. I pray that even in the most difficult situations of life, you find purpose and reason. I pray that you are showered with the unconditional love that you deserve.
Many things will not add up. Many things will not make sense - for the longest time. For the longest time you may grapple to find answers but only end up realizing that it is a circular quest. There are no answers, and at times, that itself is the most painful answer we have to accept. But, in this beautiful poem, called "Miss Me but Let Me Go", written by an anonymous poet, there are some answers we all may find, if we are willing to listen.
“When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set on me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free.
Miss me a little--but not too long,
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me--but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all must take,
And each must go alone.
It's all a part of the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
Go to the friends we know.
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,
Miss me--but let me go.”
I sign off by telling you that even though it may not seem like it at the moment, even though it may not feel like it at the moment, everything is going to be alright. Until then, keep breathing. Keep rising with the sun. And keep looking around you to realize that you are surrounded and enveloped by the love and the warmth you deserve.