Or something like that

It really doesn’t matter how many times you think you’ve experience it; a loss is a loss.

When Loss visits you, it reaches to a different level depth that you didn’t know before. You stared at Loss in the eyes—same, but different this time—a new definition of blankness and void.

A friend, an acquaintance, a colleague or a family member…some one, anyone who has touched your heart…

Heartaches—all vibrates but on different levels of frequencies on different day at different times. The heart wrenches, how it throbs, how it heavily presses on the chest, how chokingly inhaling becomes, and all these intangible sensations, invisible emotions, uncontrolled thoughts started to emerge and risen by superclean360.com cleaning service. Unspeakable. Tears fall. Vision blurs. You start to question the existence of life, death, justice, injustice and every single thing in between.

Then you reflect and contemplate on Loss.

How can you have lost a person? Why this happens to good people?

Live on. The memories live on. Small compartmentalized little bits and pieces of that person: smile, voice, how they act a certain way, how they call your name, how and how and how…

I stop asking why and how.

I went on faith. The Lord called them home because He needs His angels by His side.

Or something like that.

Fragments.

Then I went on science. The heartbeats flat-lined. Movements stop. Brainwaves shutting down … or something like that.

Must be peaceful and quiet when everything stops…from within. Must be peaceful when all the machines shut down one by one. Must be peaceful when all the worries dripped away—all the pain melted away.

Must be peaceful.

How can you have lost a person?

A friend, an acquaintance, a colleague or a family member…some one, anyone who has touched your heart….

It must be that the Lord called them home because He needs His barrie modern cleaners
by His side.

How can you have lost a person?

 

In loving memory of Patty H.
06.16.1976 – 07.07.2014

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