I have a family friend who lived through something very painful.
She found her father dead on the bathroom floor. She recalls that moment a lot, and tries to explain how painful and moving it is to lose a loved one and realizing it in that way.
I sometimes put myself in her position and try and imagine how it would be like to find someone I love deeply in a state so lifeless and so superficial. Someone who I know as full of life, love, laughter and energy suddenly becomes a piece of flesh, and dead meat. You walk in to a constricted space and there they are, not alive anymore. You want to scream or call for help, but the gravity of the moment is so groping and intense it freezes you. Who knows how much time you sit there staring in their lifeless eyes with the hope that they would blink just once more to say a final goodbye.
Truth is, there are no goodbyes in life. People just vanish in to thin air regardless of whether their destination is the grave or somewhere better than where you stand.
I have always seen myself who was born with minimal things, and maybe that’s why it is so important for me to live every moment to it’s fullest. People who are born with a lot of blessings never know the fear of loss or the value of things that make their life possible. It is just sad.
My wish is that if I ever walk into a bathroom like that, the last thing I would have told my loved one would be positive and nice. My dear loved ones, you know who you are. When you read this, know that I value you and love you with all my heart and soul.