Remembering

Remembering loved ones is difficult. It is painful, it is hurtful, it is confusing, it is draining, sad, happy, and everything in between. 

The memory of that person will never go away. That's what annoys me the most. Nothing but memories with them repeat in your head, with no hope of creating new memories ever. The idea of said loved one never fades. Not that you want to forget about them by any means, but sometimes it might feel better if we didn't remember them so well! You know?

 In your head you continuously play your favorite shared life events of that person, remembering big things like their personality, their style, their voice, as well as trivial things, like how they smelled, what it felt like to hold their hands, or how their hug is comparable to no one else's on earth!

I guess we should thank God for the time we got with our loved ones, and look to him for support in the sad waves of grief that inevitably crash over us all at random points.

Don't get me wrong, I do just that. But there is no shame in admitting to God and to yourself that remembering them is hard sometimes... No silver lining about it...