Washed Away

Grief for those we have lost is the hardest thing we face in this life. That attempt to come to terms with life & death, to discover that the grey curtain of this world will roll back. Life is a finite thing. And we think of all the good times, and the bad ones, and maybe just the lack of time. How much you wanted to learn everything there is to know about the person you’ve lost. How much you loved them. Maybe how little you knew them.

There’s a balance that is missing, that first day when you learn you’ve lost a friend, a loved one, a stranger. But it needs to develop. Not just an understanding that death is real, but an attempt to manifest yourself in a new being and strive for a more fulfilling life, in honor of what you’ve lost. A pursuit of happiness.

Because those who do leave us don’t want to see us cry. They are smiling down on us, and pushing us toward the perfection and happiness they had also desired during life. They want us to smile, too.

When you leave this world, your shadow remains, etched in silver and the colors of the rainbow. And that, my friends, is what each of us should desire to leave. We should strive to make our mark on the planet. Leave your name etched in the sand.

When you’re washed away, it will remain.