One of life's most bitter truths is its unpredictability; an unpredictability that is grounded in permanence. Every ill word spoken and every ill feeling felt can be the last of either we hear, we speak, or hear on this Earth. Death in this world at least is final; it is permanent. It therefore behooves us to measure what we say and how we feel because sometimes it really is too late to take something back, to reverse course and embark on a different path.
The silence of eternal sleep will eventually envelop us all and as such we are all destined to become mere memories to others as those who have gone before have become mere memories to us. Nothing ever adequately replaces the presence of the physical person of those we have lost and while memories, dreams, and the sense that we may meet again in some distant place may serve to assuage our grief, they never really eliminate our feelings of loss entirely because again we are forever denied the physical presence of those we once knew.
Grief is deadly and sorrow is fatal; not so much in the sense that we will physically perish ourselves as a result of feeling either but rather in the sense that when an important person in our life dies, a part of us dies with them for they are no longer a living part of our present. That is why we must always endeavor to never part with those we love & care about will ill feeling or ill will for sometimes death will cruelly intervene and render any future reconciliation impossible and we will be haunted to our own dying day with the terrible question of "what if?"
The silence of eternal sleep will eventually envelop us all and as such we are all destined to become mere memories to others as those who have gone before have become mere memories to us. Nothing ever adequately replaces the presence of the physical person of those we have lost and while memories, dreams, and the sense that we may meet again in some distant place may serve to assuage our grief, they never really eliminate our feelings of loss entirely because again we are forever denied the physical presence of those we once knew.
Grief is deadly and sorrow is fatal; not so much in the sense that we will physically perish ourselves as a result of feeling either but rather in the sense that when an important person in our life dies, a part of us dies with them for they are no longer a living part of our present. That is why we must always endeavor to never part with those we love & care about will ill feeling or ill will for sometimes death will cruelly intervene and render any future reconciliation impossible and we will be haunted to our own dying day with the terrible question of "what if?"
No comments:
Post a Comment