Today made me realise how ironic life is, and we all know this is a cliche,
Time is everything when we don’t have much of it, or better yet, time is everything full stop.
I have been sad for a while, life hasn’t been that fair and it’s not something I like talking about, but the people close to me know. I keep reminding myself what a friend told me once, he said my name means “hope” and hope I am every day, every week, every month, every minute and every second. It’s the journey that was drawn for me I guess, and I can but only hope and embrace it as I grow.
Ever since I was a child I was passionate about life, dreaming of love, aiming for success and I was lucky enough-to have realised many of my dreams and passions; but a sudden change happened and my life took a wrong swirl and it had been a challenge ever since. Trying to make sense of my journey, my path, my story, building my strength a challenge after the other. Fighting life discouragement, with my will power, making it worthwhile a day at a time, and this goes on…
When we lose someone we love, we become estranged from life or time, it is beyond shocking, it is devastating, nothing and no one can replace a loved one, no words can heal the loss. Time has so many roles it plays in our lives, be it, intrinsic or extrinsic.
By the intrinsic, I mean feelings, memories, love, everything that makes life feel of essence and by the extrinsic, I mean, the status-quo, managing ones financial and social affairs and what have you of the so called challenges of life.
However, when it’s time to say goodbye what really matters is our soul print in this life, the intrinsic, the memories, how we touched people’s lives, how we made a relative difference in this life, and how we will be remembered.
Today I’m still sad, but I am a bit sadder, to know that time is nothing we own, time is something we owe, and when that last second comes, it is a lifetime.
My prayers go to everyone who lost a dear one. May their souls rest in eternal peace.