At times, we lose people to death. Sometimes, to life. Confusing idea, that. You can also lose a man – you love with all your heart – not because you ever for a second stopped loving each other – but because, love isn’t always enough. And the thing about loss is that it’s so transcendent and vigorous. It’s so relative. But there is always a feeling which is mutual among people when we discuss the concept of ‘losing someone’ or ‘losing something’. There is a feeling that overwhelms us – a sadness of some sort.
But this idea of loss, is a beautiful one. The transformation or metamorphosis that our biggest heartaches, can result in – is one of my favorite aspects of being human. For a long while, your days are the heaviest. And they probably stay heavy for quite some time – but the consistency of a heavy day, begins to change. The heavy ends up being your light. It really does.
An idea I’ve come to learn and take pride in now, is that our greatest moments are not our best moments. Our greatest moments are not our best moments. Our greatest moments are our worst because that’s when you’re forced to confront who you think you are and – react. My greatest moments in retrospect, are not the moments where I’ve achieved anything or had the happiest moments. My greatest moments are the days I lost people I love with all my heart. You might ask why?
Because the pain of losing loved ones is crippling