Friend pens tribute to a late friend

And ever has it been known that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

Grief is not a disorder, a disease or a sign of weakness. It is an emotional, physical and spiritual necessity, the price you pay for love. The only cure for grief is to grieve.

Tears are a river that take you somewhere…Tears lift your boat off the rocks, off dry ground, carrying it downriver to someplace better.
 
Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people–they always go away sooner or later. You can’t hold them anymore than you can hold moonlight. But if they’ve touched you, if they’re inside you, then they’re still yours. The only things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart.
“The world is full of suffering. It is also full of overcoming ” Helen Keller

Don’t be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.” (Illusions)

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief…and unspeakable love.

“What we have once enjoyed, we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes part of us.” Helen Keller

I look upon each day that comes as a challenge, as a test of courage. The pain will come in waves, some days worse than others, for no apparent reason. Accept the pain. Do not suppress it. Never attempt to hide grief.

“The light has gone out of my life.” Theodore Roosevelt, on the death of his wife.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

I walked a mile with Pleasure.
She chattered all the way.
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne’er a word said she;
But oh, the things I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me!


We understand death only after it has placed its hands on someone we love.

Though I am still failing to process it on my mind May your dear soul rest in eternal peace.

Marilyn Memtex Kulcharoots Mataure.
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