I read from C.S.Lewis “Don’t come
talking to me about the consolations of religion or I shall suspect that you
don’t understand”. He wrote this after his wife died.
Many people believe that religion
and faith can take the pain away and can comfort those who are grieving. I
believe that in time God and God alone can bring comfort to the hurting soul,
but not immediately after the loss.
I continue to hurt on a daily
basis. Last night while eating, tears began to flow unexpectedly. When I saw
the sunset, I lost it again. David continues to consume me with his memories. I
go to bed thinking about him. I wake up doing the same thing. I walk around watching
the people who are oblivious to my pain and feelings. I want the whole world to
know that I lost my son. Yet I have to live a facade. I have to pretend that
all is fine.
I am tired of people who tell me that “Life
goes on”. It is no longer the same life. Don’t they know that everything has
changed? I am not me. I do not know who I am or what I am. All is a mystery
now. I feel so lonely amidst the crowds. I am consumed in my own grief and
sorrow. The reality of the loss is unbearable. I wonder if my heart will ever
heal.
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