Death Pains; Time Heals

If you asked me what I would prefer between being born as an only child and being born with ten others with short lives averaging 13 and half years old each, you would be giving me a difficult conundrum to solve. But if you asked me how I feel about being the only child of my mother still alive today, my answer would be, ‘I feel very blessed and grateful. If you asked me whether I am bitter about losing ten siblings, so early in life, my answer would be, NOT At ALL. Life has not been easy, but all in all I can say that I have been blessed and I put everything down to my faith in God. I may not be able to explain my faith for everyone to understand, but, I have no doubt that if I did not believe in God, my story would have taken a different angle and I may not have been here to tell my story. So, thanks and praises to God. I owe everything I am and have first of all to God, then to my friends and my blood and church families. I could never have done it without their love and support.

As time passes, I have learned to deal with the pain of loss differently. Time really heals. I can look back to the time when I lost my dad at 47, the time when I needed him most as a little girl between six and seven years old. I still remember how hopeless I felt like it happened yesterday.  Today, the pain is gone. Only sweet memories remain. Time heals. I miss him, but the feeling is different. If you are going through grief right now, please hang in there. You are going to be okay. Time heals.

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