It has been barely one year 3 months 14 days 2 hours 28 minutes after the loss of my husband. I feel,,,,, still , that he has been around,, and will return soon to us. I have been trying to kill the feeling of sadness, emptiness, and fill my sense with anything well I think it can help me. A hundred percent to accompany and to join kids activities ,,, temporarily.
This year is the second Ramadan without him and will face Ied Fitri without him as well. We will get used to see this moment without him, but it is not easy. We have to try hard. Day two of Ramadan I make myself tied up with anything I can do, just to make me awake from the true dream. A new life has begun, yes ,,,, have to start with a new life,, whether you like it or not. I could not see a bargaining stage in this case. There is no boundary,, wishing if we can begging while we were standing at the edge. YOU pull out and give a little time. YOU want it,, no one can stop.
I believe it was a happy time for him when the death's funeral time and for us,, we have a deep sadness when we know someone we love gone forever.
He can see at that time..... friends, colleagues, brothers and sisters, neighbours, cousins, even people who I have never seen,, they all come to say good bye..
This was a great moment, I can say it, then remark that he was a wise man, he had dedicated the rest of his life to anybody out there.
He had shared and taught his knowledge to everyone who need it.
He supposed to hold on,, it has not settled to reach your hand
They never realized
When the time has come
Eventually inconvenience happen and no one can resist.
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