Loosing someone creates a big hole inside... the feeling of emptiness tries to fill everything inside... we try to regain our senses... it feels like we're standing on a moving floor...
everyone else seems to be behaving quite reasonably, normally, but we're looking at everything from a different perspective. In touch with our feelings,
in a very dramatic way,
without being prepared.
We don't know where to go, what to do, how to respond to very basic questions that have lost all the sense.
After trying to realize the disappearance of someone we love, we think about all the people that have lost someone... we think about who may be suffering more from the same loss and may need our help. But then...
we don't know what to say... we don't have any idea about how we may comfort each other, even the closest ones. We've lost touch, forgot all the words or think that they have lost all their usual usefulness...And suddenly we skip to the ancient form of being with each other... suddenly we don't want to 'what's up' anyone, we just want to talk, to listen, to understand... to spend more time together... everything that is filling our calendar makes no more sense...
'why does everybody keep being so busy? don't they think about how short life is?'
But they didn't have the same wake up call we did.
One more chance to realize what actually matters and leave out everything else.
One more chance to stop, reset, hold to all the good memories, make them part of who we are, and try to offer that to everyone around us.
Try to connect (or reconnect),
Try to get a new sense of being in touch with our feelings, with people who we care about, with people who make a difference in our life and make us feel so grateful.
My name is T. S. Coelho and I live in Lisbon, Portugal, with my husband and three kids. I work in the asset management industry, managing an equities fund.