Goodbyes hurt the most when the story was not finished,
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart),
I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done,
My heart keeps reminding me that, I can shed tears that you are gone,
Or I can smile because you lived,
My heart can be empty because I can’t see you,
Or It can be full of the love that we once shared,
The love that’s deep within me,
Shall reach you from the stars,
You’ll feel it from the heavens,
The loss cannot be measured now,
The void cannot be filled–
And though someday the grief may fade,
Your mark will live on still.
For even with my heavy heart,
I know that I’ve been blessed,
To have been one who's life you touched..
Whoever said death was the hard part was wrong. Letting go and realizing I will never see, feel, and hear you again is even harder. RIP
Pa Sabra,
Your life was a blessing, your memory a treasure. You are loved beyond words and missed beyond measure!
April 1, 2021 9: 33 am
To My Pa Sabra, (My Jedo) (My Grandpa)
Today marks 3 years since I got to hear those horrific words, I called excited to hear your voice, and was told you just left us a few minutes back!
It was April 1st, so to me, it didn’t click instantly, and I got ****** at Teta and said what a bad April fool’s Joke, she cried and said, “He’s really gone Teta, he is gone” and she wept! I Was at the office, having meetings earlier and an event later, but all I could feel was utter numbness, I couldn’t cry, I couldn’t scream, I just remember that I walked to HR and my line Manager and said I need to be excused, My Jedo’s gone and I really need to leave.
I sat there just thinking, If I called a few minutes earlier, I would be able to tell him I love him, I would ask him to hold on for me to see him, I would have been able to tell him how much he meant to me and how much I loved him dearly.
So, to My Pa Sabra, gone too soon, leaving me dreaming of the What ifs,