The pain of losing someone to death is like that of a heart break; the unexpected is usually experienced. Everything happens without a warning and even if ever they go out through a sickness, it becomes more daunting, that every effort in prayer and medication was a waste.
A phone call from a friend said she had lost her mum(my heart goes out to her); the words sorry was the first thing on my lips but the words sorry was the least thing in my spirit to say because while growing up, I was taught that the words sorry came as a result of an injury or an offence, not as a result of loosing.
Saying sorry can never be polite when one loses someone to death. You can’t regret or feel ashamed when someone else loses someone, its the one who has lost an individual that can tell you how they feel and yet no one can explain that feeling. We can try to tell where it hurts sometimes but we can’t always explain the pain and that’s why sorry is not enough.
People die daily; no one of us is going to leave this world without death, we just don’t want them to leave as they do. My heart goes out to anyone who has ever lost someone; nothing I or anyone will say can make you feel better. It is always a sad event but what can we do? it’s inevitable.
Do remember the good days and be sober for a little while for they whom you have lost could never be satisfied knowing you lived all the rest of your life remembering that they left this world for you to be unhappy.