when you loose someone...we try to accept it...and we have a habit of taking it in our stride... Maybe thats why we ignore it, thats why it hits us even more when it happens. Its painful & disastrous & whats worse it leaves us completely helpless..
we dont know, what to do... what to say...nothing.
i completely & totally hate it. i hate the whole deal, people falling sick, people dying, the funeral, the after funeral mass, the people, the mourning, everything.
I have dreamt about death, and it surprises me the void & pain i feel each freakin time!!
The very first time I was completely devastated, was over the death of my grandfather..sometimes i feel that my parents were so shocked by my reaction that they took me away when my only aunt died...yea..even i was like spare me the horror.
Today is the 15th of november, 2009, i went to a funeral today. This guys name is Vijesh& yesterday his wife gave birth to a baby boy..& a few hours later she developed some complications and died.
The news was devastating..I couldnt help thinking about him, has he held the baby?? will he continue to love him the way he was meant to be loved? will he be able to parent him? how will he come to work leaving his baby home?? what will he tell his baby when he grows up?
This was completly completely painful....and whats worse I feel / am helpless
