Donnerstag, 25. Dezember 2014

Dealing With Loss

Donnerstag, 25. Dezember 2014
Warning; This is a bit of a personal post.
This is not gonna bring you joy or brighten up your day, so feel free to skip it.

But this is why I started this blog in the beginning, to write about matters that occupy my mind. Whether they´re happy or sad.

A couple of weeks ago my very good friends mother passed away. It was an accident and completely out of nowhere.
It wasn´t actually him who told me, but a close friend of mine who goes to the same uni.
When I found out, I couldn´t really believe it. Do you know the feeling when you just can´t comprehend something at all? It´s like you´re in this utterly numbness. It´s almost as if you feel nothing. The thought of "she passed away" is on your mind all the time, but you just DON´T get the meaning of it. A bit like a really hard math problem, you´re trying to decode the term but no matter how hard you try, it won´t get through to you.

Soon after finding out I skyped my mom. I talked to her about it and what I am supposed to do. I just wanted to be there for him. I just wanted to hug him, just hug him. And the knowledge that I can´t was hurting me. My mom suggested to write him a letter.

And that is what I did.

I took me almost 2 hours, just to write this damn letter. This was so so difficult.
What are you supposed to tell someone who just lost their mother? There is no sentence like 'Don´t worry' or 'It will be fine', because it won´t. It will never be fine. No matter how you turn and twist the story, the outcome is the same and it´s just NOT an happy ending.
I really struggled to find the right words. Well to be honest, I don´t think I found the right ones, since they don´t exist.
Yet, I was just trying to tell him that I care.

After all the reasons why I thought a letter might be the best option is because:
1. It will take several days to even arrive, hence he has a bit time trying to comprehend
2. He can choose whether to read it or not
3. He doesn´t have to respond me (unlike a Skype-call / face-to-face conversation etc.)
4. I wrote it with heart


After writing the letter I was calling my parents, bawling my eyes out telling them how much I love them.
Life is just crazy, you never know what happens next. With an impact of a moment your life changes completely upside down.
I spend the rest of the weekend coming up with endlessly reasons why I love my mom. I just love her so much. And knowing that your friend does exactly the same but won´t be seeing his mom ever again, is just so.. hurtful.
I was hurt, solely because he was hurt.



I always had a heart time dealing with loss. And to be honest there is no really way on how to deal with it. It´s just something you kind of have to live with.

I remember the first funeral I attended, was my great-grandmothers. I didn´t really know what was going on, to be fair I was only around 4 or 5. And I wasn´t really close to her. I just remember my grandmother crying and me trying to crack a joke to comfort her (probably failing) and that afterwards we had a lovely lunch together and everybody was smiling again.

After that I did not really have a lot experience with death, fortunately.
Until 1 year ago. 1 year ago my 3rd grandfather passed away. He was not my real grandfather, but my great-uncle and him and his wife didn´t have kids, hence we being the substitute grandchildren. He was great, an incredible lovely man, but he definitely had his own mind. That´s what I loved about him, he didn´t try to fit in, he was born to stand out.
So that was my real first situation on how to deal with death. I didn´t cope very well, I was blaming myself for not seeing him often enough when I could have and things like that. It was a tough time to be honest. I still don´t know how to include death in my life, I really don´t. There is just no sort of 'plan' for it or a recipe for it. It´s something you get thrown right into. And you have to decide whether you learn swimming or you drown.

But what I did learn is: Always make sure your loved ones know that you care for them.


If this whole thing is just confusing for you, then I´m sorry. But I just had to get my thoughts out of my mind. If you want to, leave a comment below and tell me your story. Just know that you´re not alone. There is at least one person in this world who goes through the exact same.







'If thoughts are energy, energy is matter and matter never disappears; Then a person can never truly leave you, unless you stop thinking about them.'


Keine Kommentare:

Kommentar veröffentlichen

Where We Live © 2014