I experienced losing a loved one as early as seven. I remember it well, we were playing a spice girls game. At this time my sisters and I shared a large bedroom. My mother walked in and calmly told us my cousin had passed and we were to visit her family soon. She was so young, didn’t even get to experience her teens. She passed in her sleep. She would be thirty-two now.
I didn’t understand that; I mean, what seven-year-old would? I was told that “she went home to the lord”. Visiting them was eye-opening and scary at first. It slowly sunk in. The tears and sorrows confirmed what I thought I understood from my mother. I would not be seeing her again. Over the years, I’ve come to understand why a mother weeps the way she does; how a family can come together in sorrow and support. As well as what inner emotions you have to overcome when losing someone.
Later, I remember an open casket that gave me nightmares for years. The nightmares weren’t fun at all. They were vivid and woke me up many nights after. At one point my mind was altering the same nightmare as if there wasn’t enough to be scared of.
Losing my furry friends, Missy (female canine) at fourteen and Momo (male feline) at ten. He suffered from Fatty Liver Disease. Missy was rolling around in the grass one evening in our front yard. The next morning she was lying by my bedside, no longer with us. So traumatic to abruptly wake up at my mom sobbing. I wasn’t sure why until I looked down and saw her stiff right below me. Both were two different experiences, however, I cried until my eyes were swollen and weak.
Losing a loved one is not something to take lightly. It takes a lot on you, your health as well as how you handle daily life. For those that I ‘ve lost – you are not forgotten. I overcame my grief and honor your lives for what I was able to experience with you. Thank you! You’re truly missed.
Until next time. 🙂