I’m expected to live another day, knowing this about my parents?
There will be a day when I’ll be unlucky enough to not have my parents by my side anymore. It’s the worst thing that can ever happen to a person. It’s a thought that lingers in the back of my mind, casting a shadow over even the brightest days. Just the thought of it makes me tear up.
I try not to dwell on it too much, but sometimes it’s hard to ignore the inevitable. The thought of losing them and facing the world without their guidance and support, fills me with a sense of dread. My parents are my rock, my anchor in a sea of uncertainty. They’ve been there for me through thick and thin, always ready with a hug, a word of encouragement, or a shoulder to lean on. The mere thought of life without them is enough to bring tears to my eyes.
I know it’s a part of life—the circle of life, as they say. But that doesn’t make it any easier to accept. How do you prepare yourself for something so heartbreaking, so unimaginable?
I try to cherish every moment I have with them, to create memories that I can hold onto long after they’re gone. I tell them I love them every chance I get, and I try to show them how much they mean to me in everything I do. But still, the fear remains. The fear of the unknown, of a future without them by my side. It’s a fear that haunts me, that keeps me up at night, that tugs at my heartstrings with every passing day.
And yet, amidst the fear, there is also gratitude. Gratitude for the time I’ve had with them, for the lessons they’ve taught me, for the love they’ve given me unconditionally. I know how lucky I am to have parents who love me so fiercely, who would do anything for me.
So I try to focus on the present, on making the most of the time we have together. I try not to let the fear of what’s to come overshadow the joy of what’s happening now. Because that’s all we really have – this moment, right here, right now.
And while I may not know what the future holds, I take comfort in knowing that I have their love to guide me through whatever lies ahead. No matter what happens, they’ll always be with me, in my heart, in my memories, in everything that I am.
So yes, it’s a hard truth to swallow—the idea of living without my parents. But I know that as long as I have their love, I’ll find the strength to face whatever comes my way. And for that, I am eternally grateful.
Until next time, Adios amigo!
Losing my grandfather was really tough for me and all I could do to cope with this loss was to write. You can read my raw and vulnerable self HERE!
