...being at the cemetery now isnt just to see grandfather - a person i have only heard of but not seen, ever. it is going to be a trip i have to get used to, in times to come in the long run to see my very own father - that i wont ever see again in person.
it is hard to know you are never going to see someone again. when someone you love passed, it leaves a sense of emptiness. you question why you could not have more time with them, you daydream about them when you picture your future, and waves of grief hit you when there is no clear answer and your dreams disseminate. you wake up to the realization that those last moments really were just that- your last. but, i believe in something more. i have a spiritual belief that not only are your loved ones a part of you - as they have left imprints of themselves on you - but that, someday, you will meet again.
it is hard to know you are never going to see someone again. when someone you love passed, it leaves a sense of emptiness. you question why you could not have more time with them, you daydream about them when you picture your future, and waves of grief hit you when there is no clear answer and your dreams disseminate. you wake up to the realization that those last moments really were just that- your last. but, i believe in something more. i have a spiritual belief that not only are your loved ones a part of you - as they have left imprints of themselves on you - but that, someday, you will meet again.
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