An sms at exactly 5:39 on Saturday the 17th changed my life, I found out that my sister (God bless her soul) passed away. I read the message again and again...and couldn't believe it, until my mother called a few seconds later. Of-course I still could not believe it, so I called my sister's phone which was answered by a sobbing aunt...
Sometimes you look at people and assume that they will always be there...You just don't see them disappearing on the face of the earth. This experience has left a thousand questions in my mind. Questions that I know, I will not get answers to, but still can't help wrecking my brain cells. How do I let go? I know and have delt with things that I had to let go of in the past.
eg. Ending an abusive relationship... I stayed in the relationship longer than I should have but one day, decided enough was enough and kicked him okay okay, hypothetically speaking! out of my life. Back then, I chose to end the person in question's existence in my life, not God. That experience taught me that sometimes in life, you are going to have to let go of people you love...Not because you stopped loving them, but because you know that their part in your life has passed and the longer you let them stay, you are only hurting yourself. You realise that with them in your life, no matter how much you love them, you are only moving backwards. So, you end up having to let them go.
But this time it is different...my ex did not die on me...We did NOT talk on the phone and plan how and where we are going to party, get drunk and flirt like hell while at it during the festives, only for him to die just before we get there.
My current breaking-down-crying-even-at-work healing process was the painful inspiration behind this article, with a few questions on letting go of-course.
1. Have you ever found yourself in a situation where letting go was harder than expected? (Relationships, betrayal, death)?
2. How long did it take you to go through the whole process?
3. How did you do it?
4. Ba ba marapo a tiileng bare time heal old wounds. I know that the pain will never go away, but in time, I will learn to live with it...learn to remember without crying and being sad, but while waiting for Miss Thing to fabulously clock her thing, what do I do?
I'm sorry to send u guys back to ur supposedly forgotten sorrows, but we have become a family and I believe that helping one another we should. Your experiences, however painful, will help other bloggers going through the same predicament, including me. Pls share :(
Okay, time to go cry a bit...