Diary – September 12, 2011.

 

At times I do not feel I can make it. I wish I could just remain in bed and shut out the world. At times I wish I could join him. Sometimes I feel as if I have.

He did so much for me from the time we were children. He was my protector, my playmate, confidante, sister, partner in crime, counsellor, friend, ambassador, informant, advisor and so much more. The fact is that he was all these things to many, but when you were in his presence, you were all that mattered.

He was a man of substance, the one who could be called on at anytime. He knew so much about everything and was always willing to share. There is such a void, one unlike any other. I am forever changed. Everyone seems to expect you to brush it off. I cant! I need some reprieve! I am still expected to do, serve, love and care for. Father, I need someone on whom I can depend. The only one who has constantly been there is you. Thank you!

“One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will I seek, that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to inquire in His temple…Psalm 27:4

Diary – September 6th, 2011

Back in Canada, it seems so weird that life around me goes on as if you did not ever exist. Tears stream down my face and my heart feels like it is breaking. Yet, I have to press on for the sake of my family. It really hurt to leave my Dad weeping uncontrollably at the airport. It took much inner strength to leave him. Oh God please grant some solution. While there I was frustrated and felt feelings of guilt especially since I am the only remaining child that my parents have together. The distance is just too much and too painful.

Please come back! I am so sorry we drifted apart, so many regrets. I spoke with you the Friday before, wish I had spoken to you longer. Not sure I can survive this. It just hurts too much!

I feel as if I could just run away from it all. There will have to be some changes in my life. God please sustain me as an employee, wife, mother and friend.

August 15th, 2011.

 

My brothers passing has caused me to see that many things we deem important in life are not. We think too much ourselves, think people should look at us, value us and uplift us when we are the ones who need to value and uplift ourselves.

The only surety in life once we are born is death and we need to ask God to help us live our lives according to His will and way. Nothing else is important. I am certain that if I continue to reflect on the short life and work of my dear brother I will realize that there is so much in my own that needs to be changed. I need to restructure and reassess my values, and prioritize things that are important.

My sweet brother, I miss you, but God will continue to comfort me in your absence. Love and miss you!

 

August 9, 2011.

 

D,

I look at the funeral program and I am still in shock and disbelief. I wish this was a dream. I reminisce on times past, our childhood, teenage years and the short period of adulthood we shared. How am I going to make it without you?

Unfortunately, your passing has had a negative impact on my view of relationships. It feels so hopeless sometimes. Looking back, you paved the way for me, so I will try harder in my relationships, the thing is though you always, always, looked out for your little sister, this became my expectation in all relationships. I truly cannot imagine life without you in it. Just wish I had shown more love and appreciation towards you. Please forgive me.

Everyday we should tell our loved ones unreservedly how much we love or care about them. You did that and impacted everyone you met. May God grant me the strength to carry on. May he give me the peace which passes all understanding.

 

August 8, 2011.

 

After devotions 7:30 a.m.

Dear God,

I bask in your peace. Nothing seems important anymore but living for you. Your word is a comfort to my grieving soul. My soul yearns for your comfort and love. My life is changed, purpose renewed, outlook altered. I put my hope and trust in you Lord; Author and Finisher of my faith.

August 7, 2011.

 

So much to do I am confused. I start a new job in September and I will not be able to share my successes and obstacles with my big brother. Oh how I wish I had called you more often. Did you know how much you meant to me? I have so many memories.  I would give anything for one more moment. When I left in February I had no idea it would be the last time I would see you. If I had I would have hugged you tighter. You came and spent that time with me, and now more than ever I appreciate the sacrifice.

I am so proud of all your accomplishments. Many thought you would not amount to much, how they underestimated you and the man of character you would become. I am just sorry your son will never know just how great his father was.

Walk good my brother, til we meet again. I just know you are loving, helping, and having as much fun in heaven, as you did on earth.

Diary – August 6, 2011

Dear D,

Living without you is so hard. I regret many things. Looking back I realize much; we both married late and as a result, had so much more bonding time together. Selfish maybe but in retrospect we did not know what was to come.  I had first place in your life (or so I thought). I in turn adored you from the time I was born and first laid eyes on you. I idolized, looked up to and admired you. I used to think you were favoured by everyone, but I realize now that I was  just being selfish. I never wanted to share you with anyone! Why? You were such an amazing person. I thought noone could love and appreciate you they way I did, but I was wrong. Please forgive me for not showing you just how much I loved you, for not telling you everyday and for not showing my appreciation for all that you did: loving me unconditionally, protecting me, encouraging me, telling me the hard truth.

I know you are in a better place now but I miss you so much it hurts. It is still so hard to accept, I wish it was just a dream. But your life has taught me many things; to live life to the fullest, never be afraid of anything, always do my best, love others and to keep God at the forefront. I hope your legacy (son) will always feel your presence in his life, he will have all he needs and know the Lord as you did.

Diary – July 27th 2011

In light of my brothers death so many questions have come to mind. Why not someone else? Why did he go riding? Why was he alone? Why, why, why? Only God knows all the answers. We will never know. I thank God that he was not alone when he died. God sent a guardian angel. He loved and had an active relationship with his Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. May God help us: my parents especially after having (unnaturally) lost a child to make it through this trying time of shock and bereavement.

Accepting Loss as God’s Will Part 3

Nobody plans on becoming ill. We all hope to live long, healthy lives with those whom we love and hold dear. Unfortunately, life is not a bed of roses and all of us and some point in our lives get sick. For the most part, we make the most of it and come out on the other side. But this is not always the case. When a loved one becomes sick, we never assume the worst, we hope that they can be treated and soon be on their way to recovery. This is why an iIlness from which one never recovers is so disarming, shocking and challenging. The subsequent or eventual loss which occurs is indubitably difficult to accept.

Illness can at times be sudden followed by loss, sometimes it is lengthy (including intermittent seasons of treatment) recovery and good health.  At other times though lengthy, illness is only characterized by a slow excruciating decline. All three scenarios are challenging, everyone has a different circumstance, experience and relationship with loved ones. Regardless of the scenario or circumstance,  the emotional trauma is real and painful for those involved. Our loved one may have come to terms with what is happening, or they may not. Either way, we love them so it hurts to see them suffering, simply put: it is a challenging road to travel. A road that is paved with pain, sadness, anguish, anger, despair and many other faces of grief.

Last year, around this time, my beloved Uncle passed away. He was diagnosed with cancer, underwent treatment and had seasons of good to fair health. He was sick for sometime, but he never complained. I was not around when he entered this earth but from the time I knew him, he was a joy to be around, was fun-loving, cared for everyone and was loved by all. He constantly gave of himself despite what others thought. This was his gift; giving and he did it wholeheartedly until the day he died. He gave time, money, advice, counsel, food, wisdom, clothing off his back and this at times to people one would consider strangers.  He was the one who tied the family together, diffused conflicts and mended broken bridges. How can the loss of such a wonderful person be God’s will?

As we have explored in past posts loss is loss, regardless of the who, the how and despite the fact we may never understand why. It is hard emotional work and even harder accepting it as God’s will. Accepting loss as God’s will requires one first of all to acknowledge that there is a God who created us and loves us beyond measure. We must have faith that our creator who does love us beyond measure knows whatever is in store; loss, pain or illness. He promises to be there for us even when we walk through the valley of the shadow of death. Therefore we must trust that he will help us go through whatever life brings. The question remains: is loss God’s will and should we accept it? Job 2:10b states: “Shall we indeed accept only good from God and not also accept adversity and disaster?” Yes we must accept illness and subsequent loss as God’s will. We may never understand why we experience these challenges and adversities, only God in His divine wisdom and omniscience does.

Many of my readers have experienced the illness and subsequent loss of a loved one. What has your experience been? Please share! I encourage readers to share their experience here, through your testimony others may relate, be blessed, and encouraged. Let us help each other on this challenging journey and as we navigate through our many faces of grief.