Commemoration of the Taken
Why did it happen? It hurts that what was ours was not given to us. It’s hard to say if it's taken. The heart is sobbing. The world doesn’t matter. Life has been cruel. This grief is never ending. If we keep on lamenting the misdoings and tragedies which life has offered us and indulge ourselves in the graves of self-pity, the pain will still not lessen. It will grow exponentially with every passing day. To heal this pain, first let it go. Believe what happened was just a pit stop in life. Life doesn’t stop at this pit stop. It invites us to continue our journey accompanied with hope and faith, and to move on with the belief that it is not finished yet. Only what wasn't ours has been taken. Every day could begin the course of a brand-new future. After all, it comes along with the new dawn after every darkest night. The content, the peace, should always remain within us. And graciously, this journey should be completed. I wrote this when my wife suffered her first miscarria