Time, it moves fast yet it’s all we have as we live day to day.
The past month has been a difficult one. A lot of that has to do with deaths and a series of unfortunate events around me. Although deaths happen a lot, from a variety of situations and circumstances, these deaths were directly linked to me somehow.
Whenever I receive news about the demise of other people, I always reflect on my own memories, knowing I won’t ever see or talk to those individuals anymore. I reflect back on the happy times and what they brought into my life. For a moment, time seems to stand still, as if my brain can’t comprehend the news. It’s a weird feeling and the moment feels like it’s never going to end. When I think back on the last time I spoke with the person or saw them in person, I always wonder if I said everything I needed to say and meant to say; wondering if I missed any moments.
It’s amazing how fragile life is and how fragile people are. At the same time, people are strong enough, and powerful enough to hurt each other too. There’s always so much going on in this world from health issues, the future of this country, environmental issues, selfishness, greed; it’s a lot to take in. I’ve talked to a few of my friends about television and watching the news. I know a few of my friends don’t watch the news because they say it’s too depressing. I watch it because I want to be informed about events happening, not necessarily the views of each television network. In a weird way, I want to know about all the bad that’s going on. I simply need to know.
Those more weighted news stories tend to take over social media and the evening news. Then there are the other struggles that live between the lines, between those stories. The silent struggles that no one may notice because it lives in between the noise. Sometimes those silent struggles, only come to light when another person leaves this world. Sometimes it doesn’t.
Even after our loved ones or other people in our lives pass, time still marches on. It’s an uneven struggle between the event that just happened and life simply continuing. Technically, that’s the only way the world exists. The sun will still rise and set, people will still wake up and go to work, go out to eat, go workout, go do whatever. And yet your reality has just changed indefinitely.
I do believe time heals wounds, maybe not all wounds, but most. The earth will still rotate, the sun will still rise and set, but after losing a loved one, you’re life changes. There’s a collateral effect when death occurs. Hopefully, you can take away something powerful and positive.
My hope is that everyone finds happiness among the noise; that the good outweighs the bad in your lives. Fight for your happiness, because you deserve to be happy. We’re all on our own journeys here on earth. The people who cross your path may not stay for long, but I believe that they were meant to cross your path for a reason. Talk to one another, reach out to one another, even if it’s only through a text or a message on a social media site. Love conquers hate on any given day. And if you can’t do that, just smile. Those are infectious.
Thank you Chester Bennington, thank you for sharing your pain and reality by singing words that so many of us appreciated. You gave a voice to so many who were at a loss for words. You are truly loved and the loss of your musical talent and brilliance, will forever be remembered as you helped shape and change the music industry. You will be missed, rest in peace. Heaven gained another angel.
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2 thoughts on “Time Marches On”
Yes, it’s been challenging and it seems that a lot of people are struggling right now. Thank you for sharing your story. It is a odd struggle when life goes on and yet you’re changed from the event(s). Sometimes taking time out to simple re-focus and breathe is necessary. Thank you for your input, we do need to talk about these things.
Sorry to hear you’ve had a challenging month with deaths and a series of unfortunate events around you.
I hope you are processing each day gently and not putting yourself under any constraints of what ‘should be’ or what ‘could have’ been.
I remember coping with two deaths in a month last year and noticing, just like you have said, how life still goes on, even when we are consumed by grief. I remember it feeling unfair somehow, that life went on as normal, when such a catastrophic event had taken place in my own life! Childish I know, but at times like this I guess our inner child needs to be heard and acknowledged too 😉
Thanks for sharing how you are feeling – it’s good that we talk about these things.
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