Death my old companion,
It has truly been a while. I cannot say I have missed you. What I can say is I have not forgotten the lesson you have taught me when I got acquainted to Life. I have not been naïve. I have always known you to be a consistently inconsistent friend. The friend that I can always depend on for lessons on how to view Life, on how to cherish her even more than I already Do. The lesson of how I should live in the moments, sieve out false perceptions of importance, learn and most importantly, grow in love then touch others to do so. But as I face you, as I see you paying me a visit, I realise I have not been applying those lessons. Yes, It is my fault. I have allowed my mind to completely silence my heart and to breakdown and measure intangible emotions on a scale of logic. Yes, I have not learnt and your arrival shows me this. For I feel the loss instead of celebrating Life; A companion I have to choose everyday.
I am learning… relearning. I am being helped. Life has given me a new outlook. It seems when my prescription glasses broke, I started seeing with my heart. I guess it is a start don’t you think Death?
I know it is your job, I know you do it well and I cannot resent you for it. All I can do is remember all those you have taken, those I still feel when I do allow my heart to fill up my space.
I still do not know how to feel fully again. But I have faith that I’m getting there. I’m working toward it so it is closer than it was yesterday.
#chuckles
I still remember that funerals are for the living…
