Seems like such a cliché but it’s very fitting.
Not all Short Stories are fictitious….
I’d like to share with you here today a glimpse into my journey of self-discovery. No, Not too many private personal details will be revealed.
Suffice it to say things have been on the move in my life. Not all have been in the positive but I’ve been trying to gain a better understanding of
self while engaging life on life’s terms.
I’ll be losing a close friend and former Girlfriend [who I was considering marrying once upon a time] to Cancer and even though the romantic aspect
has been over between us now for a few years it still hurts to see someone who you still care deeply for suffering and to helplessly stand by not
being able to do anything other than to sit here offering comfort while patiently listening to them as they share feelings, thoughts and emotions.
You see, talking to somebody who is facing the end of their life while they share the [should of’s, could of’s and would of’s] then quietly
watching as they come to the conclusion that their life played out exactly as it was always meant to be. I think many of us to a certain degree and
extent have regrets. I know I do and I’ll assume many of you reading this do too. I'm finding myself more and more in these recent days trying to
learn from the lessons life has been trying to teach me over these past few decades.
I guess, sitting here with somebody who has been doing a life’s inventory and sharing their feelings, emotions, thoughts and desires have made me
realize, finally, just how precious and special each of us truly are, each of us with our own story to tell. I’ve seen people die before under some
of the most extreme and horrible of circumstances but this is somehow different.
Maybe it’s different because I’ve purposely put my life on pause to spend intimate emotional personal time with her. I see in her eyes the
tiredness and desire for others happiness. It’s like seeing a whole life’s story in just a glimpse of her eye knowing full well this person will
no longer be among the living and will soon go on to whatever else is really beyond this realm. I do feel there is something beyond this thing we
exist in called life/reality. Too many reasons why I feel this way to go into at the moment.
Honestly, I, up till recently would have just grinned and beared it alone but the current situation have been coupled with a closely timed event and
or loss. You see, recently, due to my own short sightedness, negligence and callous mentality and behaviors have caused the loss of a close confidant,
lover and friend all in the same gal.
Surprisingly enough, hers were the words of comfort and wisdom which initially had helped me get through and recover from the pain of the break up
with the very person I’m now sitting next to writing this. Now, earlier today, this one here dying has been comforting me over the recent loss of
that very same former confidant, lover and friend.
Strange how life works sometimes.
She is sleeping comfortably now.
Today was a good day.
edit on 4-2-2013 by SLAYER69 because: (no reason given)