I think my grief had finally manifested into something tangible and I was finally recognizing the severity of what was happening inside me. I knew that this was something that could be so easily overlooked for me personally but I think for a lot of other individuals too.
Even though I am far away from home and far away from anything reminding me of Christmas (it’s still thirty degrees here), my heart has been aching for a few things this month.
We are taught mathematics and sciences, biology and anatomy, how to be polite, how to dress for an interview, how to write a cover letter, how to impress someone on a first date, when to text your crush back, yet we are never taught anything on grief. Not one thing.
No. It’s not easier. I thought that saying “time heels everything” would actually mean something in this situation. Maybe time equals 20 years. Half a life time. A full life time. I guess so.. because time is not making anything easier.
I know you’ve lost someone and it hurts. You may have lost them suddenly, unexpectedly. Or perhaps you began losing pieces of them until one day, there was nothing left. You may have known them all your life or may have barely known them at all. Either way, it is irrelevant – you cannot control the depth of a wound another soul inflicts upon you.
The first three words that come to mind are passion, dedication and hard work. Like Stuart, he competed in every single sport, and did it the best. Connor was the flashier player; always had the brightest sport shoes, would pull all-star status moves around 3 defenders before sailing the soccer ball over the goalie,