I am not old and certainly not wise, I make mistakes (a lot); and many times do it all over again before I learn but I do know of is the emptiness Death brings. Death is strange, stranger if you know of the impending untimely call for ones you care, you love .we wish that the time would just freeze with a heart razing in the fire of questions, the same heart that just a few moments later tries to utter the words of consolation, weeping the tears of helplessness and despair silently; what if the people who depend on you for strength see you in a broken state…what if?
And soon… it’s always too soon for Death to come though it may have come months or years later. The “one” is engulfed by death you weep in distress why oh! Why now! All the while speaking in hushed tones the dead cannot hear, can they?
After the price of being Mortal is paid, months years of our life slip by and still the memories of the dead follow almost everywhere. But willingly or not the place the “dead” formerly occupied in our life has or will be taken by someone else not wholly maybe, a part- yes. You will still miss, weep, laugh, smile for no reason and visit memory lanes countless times still hoping death had never crossed your life but the truth prevails