When they are gone ......
Jan 4, 2014 : My mom passed away.
Aug 8, 2014 : My dad passed away.
May they rest in eternal peace.
At the age I am in, losing a parent is only to be expected, something one must be prepared for - it's life's natural process. The Circle of Life. Yet, when it happens, we feel a void....irrespective of how old we are or how distant. And that void stays....
When you lose both in such a short span as I did recently, it leaves a kind of numbness.... that refuses to go away.
Suddenly, a lot of things seemed to have changed for me, as I landed in my hometown to perform the final rites for my dad earlier this week. "Home" didn't quite feel like "home - and it was very disconcerting. I fought back tears as I stood in the immigration queues for my phone would no longer ring - as it always did - to ensure I had landed safely. I was mentally prepared for my father's demise, as compared to that of my mom's - but yet, the emptiness did not seem more tolerable.
Yes, I am happy that they are now free from earthly woes - hopefully happy and at peace with themselves. For both had done all they could for us siblings.
As I look back, there were times when I thought they were failing me, not understanding me - and in anger and resentment, I had even forsaken them for a while. Maybe I was wrong..... but I never judged my parents - I knew they were only doing what they saw as "right" from their perspective.
What I am thankful for is that Life gave me the opportunity to bring them back into my life and serve them, to an extent. I may not have been able to do all that they expected of me, in recent years, but I thank The Lord for giving me the means to stand by them when they needed me the most - during their old age. I did what I could. And I can't express how much happiness and peace that brought to me.....
In today's world, many a time, as we get engrossed in our daily rush, we tend to forget those pair of hands that held us when we were defenseless and showed us the world.
I say to those out there who still have both or either parent alive - please don't forget them. Reach out more than you can - just a phone call, a message, a sudden visit - means the world to them, whether they say it or not.
Forget all the times they may have said the wrong things, done stuff that made you angry or sad or disappointed and simply reach out - in pure love. That's the least we can do as their children.
And when they are gone...... you will not regret anything..... only pray for their eternal peace.....
Today, as I look upwards, I see 2 guardian angels looking down on me......and I fear no more. A part of them is up there. Another part of them is in me. And the last part of them is in my daughter. So, they are all around me. I don't miss them.
Thank you, Baba and Ma ....for everything ....
Aug 8, 2014 : My dad passed away.
May they rest in eternal peace.
At the age I am in, losing a parent is only to be expected, something one must be prepared for - it's life's natural process. The Circle of Life. Yet, when it happens, we feel a void....irrespective of how old we are or how distant. And that void stays....
When you lose both in such a short span as I did recently, it leaves a kind of numbness.... that refuses to go away.
Suddenly, a lot of things seemed to have changed for me, as I landed in my hometown to perform the final rites for my dad earlier this week. "Home" didn't quite feel like "home - and it was very disconcerting. I fought back tears as I stood in the immigration queues for my phone would no longer ring - as it always did - to ensure I had landed safely. I was mentally prepared for my father's demise, as compared to that of my mom's - but yet, the emptiness did not seem more tolerable.
Yes, I am happy that they are now free from earthly woes - hopefully happy and at peace with themselves. For both had done all they could for us siblings.
As I look back, there were times when I thought they were failing me, not understanding me - and in anger and resentment, I had even forsaken them for a while. Maybe I was wrong..... but I never judged my parents - I knew they were only doing what they saw as "right" from their perspective.
What I am thankful for is that Life gave me the opportunity to bring them back into my life and serve them, to an extent. I may not have been able to do all that they expected of me, in recent years, but I thank The Lord for giving me the means to stand by them when they needed me the most - during their old age. I did what I could. And I can't express how much happiness and peace that brought to me.....
In today's world, many a time, as we get engrossed in our daily rush, we tend to forget those pair of hands that held us when we were defenseless and showed us the world.
I say to those out there who still have both or either parent alive - please don't forget them. Reach out more than you can - just a phone call, a message, a sudden visit - means the world to them, whether they say it or not.
Forget all the times they may have said the wrong things, done stuff that made you angry or sad or disappointed and simply reach out - in pure love. That's the least we can do as their children.
And when they are gone...... you will not regret anything..... only pray for their eternal peace.....
Today, as I look upwards, I see 2 guardian angels looking down on me......and I fear no more. A part of them is up there. Another part of them is in me. And the last part of them is in my daughter. So, they are all around me. I don't miss them.
Thank you, Baba and Ma ....for everything ....
To live on in the hearts of those you love, is not to die.
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