Who would you like to talk to soon?
Who would I like to talk to soon. My brother, he passed away about 11 years ago. I was 19 and 8 months pregnant with my first child, he was only 23. I still remember that day vividly and the days to follow. I cannot explain how it felt to wake up and relive his death over and over again. I hated going to sleep. They say time heals everything but I say it only makes it bearable. You get used to it, it doesn’t heal necessarily, it just becomes the way of life. I would love to talk to him just for a minute and hug him once more. One day I will, until then I wait.
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I’ve lost many people too. Each goodbye left its mark—some like bruises, others like empty rooms. But over time, I realized something: I still feel connected to them. Not in a religious sense, not through rituals or beliefs, but in a quieter, deeper way—something bigger than any name we try to give it.
It’s in the way certain memories surface unexpectedly, or how their voice comes back to me when I need it most. It’s in the choices I make, the way I love others, and even in the way I’ve learned to endure. That connection never left—it just changed shape.
What’s helped me find peace is accepting that our time here is limited. Oddly enough, that truth doesn’t scare me anymore. It comforts me. It’s what makes every moment matter more. It’s what makes grief more bearable. Not because it fades—but because it teaches us to hold on with our hearts instead of our hands.
And maybe one day, like you said, we’ll get that hug again. Until then, we wait—and live fully in the time we’re given.
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Wonderful comment. Thank you for your encouraging and uplifting perspective.
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Jesus heals… Give it to Jesus and let Him heal your heart…
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Absolutely, thank you for commenting.
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