Being strong means able to let go


If tears could build a stairway,
And memories a lane,
I'd walk right up to Heaven
And bring you home again.
~Author Unknown

Life is short. If you live your life full with love and with passion, even when you pass on, you will have no regrets. The only thing in the world that you can't change or run away from is DEATH and it is something you have to accept. There is no such thing as the Well of Forever Living. Losing someone close to you dearly or losing someone you love indeed put a dot in your life at that moment. You start to imagine life without that person. You imagine what will the future be like. Occasions without the person you always see. Things will not be the same again. Sometimes you might forget that the person is no longer around but you keep calling the name numerous times. All of a sudden you woke up and realised that it was just a dream.

It's hard and I never say that it will be easy. People around you will say 'be strong' which are words that normally be use when you're in an emotional situations. Easier said than done. Yes, life goes on, but the life that you will be going through will be without that one person. Especially if he/she has always been your pillar of strength.

Every of my family members (cousins, aunties or uncles) are like my own parents or sisters or brothers I never had. I basically grew up with them. They were the people who were the first to witnessed the first sentence that came out from my mouth. They were the people who teaches me what family means. Losing anyone of them is like losing my confident and hopes. The rope that tie our bond close to each other. We were bonded by blood and no matter what happens, I love them. 

There are things which I can't control . When the time comes, we have to accept that it is the best and God love them more. The only thing remain in each of us are memories we created with each other. The memories that will be implanted at the back of our brain forever. Some thing that no one can take away from you. But for now, I'm not ready to let go.

I used to know him ever since I was born. Someone who carried me around when I was a baby. He's basically like a 2nd father to me. We joke and laugh with each other. We seldom meet but we both know that we care. How could he changed into someone who's just lying down on the bed, while I can't do anything to help. It crushed my heart to see such a strong and bubbly person end up into someone who can't even afford to speak, no more.

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