On Death And Grief
Something very sad happened last Sunday. My sweet, smart and incredible father-in-law passed away.
I have never experienced the death of someone so dear to me before, so this week has been a constant mix of new emotions. I have learned that when somebody you love dies, a veil of unhappiness starts covering all aspects of your life. Sometimes this veil is lifted by a conversation, a joke or daily life chores, but eventually it settles back again into your heart and you find yourself crying when in the shower, when looking out the window, or when sitting down on the couch after putting your kids to sleep.
The grief comes in strong waves, and you can’t stop wishing to get one more hug from the one you lost before he goes into a world that you can’t touch or feel.
A week before dying, Bill had a stroke. We all rushed to his side and were able to say goodbye. I told him how much I loved him. He grabbed my hand strongly. He heard me, I know it. I don’t have any pending issues with him. I loved him, he loved me, but thinking my world won’t have his active presence anymore is a sorrow I can’t bear easily.
I never thought I would be so affected by this. I have never experienced this kind of sadness. When I go about my day, his smiling image appears in my heart with those blue eyes that were always curious and happy, and grief sets in. There is no escaping from it.
Death is absolute. A life penance that must be endured. A reminder of your own mortality. It arises important questions about your own life and how you are living it and, in this sense, it can be a rebirth.
Maybe one day I will be able to transform this sadness into positive, but now, today, I can’t. I think about his hands, his face, his voice. I think about our conversations and our time together. I think about how much I miss him, and I cry, because, right now, there is nothing else to do.
Bye, Bill. I love you so and I wish you were still here. I wish it every day.
A couple of months ago I asked Bill some personal questions about old age and death. Here are his answers. In that post you can also read a little bit more about the amazing life this man had.
Mila, I am so sorry for your loss. This post is a beautiful tribute. I remember reading the interview with him that you posted, and he sounded like a remarkable man who lived his life fully and enriched the lives of those around him. You take good care of yourself and each other, and mourn this loss in your own way. My thoughts will be with you.
Thanks, Carina. Really appreciate your comment.
Beautiful post! Hugs for all of you
Didn´t get the chance to know him very much but the couple of times i saw him he gave me the impression of being a great person, good father and a caring grand father.
You will be missed!
Hola linda, gracias.
Beautifully said my friend. A big hug to you and G and your little ones. The grief settles into the corner, but its shadow is forever present, in every milestone and occasion. When the tears subside, know that the fact that this wonderful man and father had such an impact on your life will always bring a smile and warmth to your life to come, always. You will see him everywhere and your children will be constant reminders of his lasting legacy. Now, instead of only being in Ohio, he is everywhere your family is. Love you xoxo
Friend, this is a beautiful comment. You are right, the sadness will pass, but sometimes I am afraid that is a way of loosing him again. love you, too