Life
Inescapability and Death
A Personal Journey of Life Discovery
The moment I got the news that my father had died was a day that transformed the whole direction of my life. Sovereign grief settled down on me and covered my world with blackness. It was an indescribable day full of pain and suffering as I wrestled with such a huge loss for someone so dear to me. All of that bravery, strength, and uniqueness is gone. The man I fear, I believe in, and respect is gone. Here I am. This is the first time in my life I felt hopeless, I am not sure why? Maybe I can suggest that losing something we believe in is way harder than something we own. The earlier hurts so much, in fact it has enough power to demolish every corner of us.
Was it that easy “I asked?”, is phone call all it take. Life is so strange, weird, and meaningless. What makes you feel peaceful, fearful, and confident might end in just a couple of seconds. Yes, that phone call did not last more than a few seconds. Your father is dead. That’s it, one chapter is done, and he is gone.
The room seemed to close around me, as I struggled to understand that my father was gone forever. Grief hung thick in the air and every breath was a desperate mouthful of questions. At that moment, I longed for understanding about the deep mysteries of life and death among my chaos-filled…
