Mourning
The house was silent, all of her
visitors had left. The only light in the room came from the half-moon shining
through the window. It felt good to be alone after being surrounded by people
all day long. The kind words and condolences were meant well, and were sincere
but she wanted none of it. She wanted to hear the voice of her father again, to
hear his perfect-pitch whistle again. She didn’t want people to tell her that
it would be okay, that life would move on and the pain would ease with time.
The world felt like it moved in fast forward around her, like she couldn’t
quite get her body to move in sync with reality. Her eyes drooped with fatigue
as she stared at the light in the sky but they never quite shut as she watched
the moon set and the sun rise.
The next few months were filled
with fake smiles, shopping to fill time, and declining invitations to parties
as often as she could get away with it. It seemed that everyone wanted to pull
her out of mourning, what no one realized was that she had made it a way of
life. It had become comfortable to feel pain, the emotions that shut out the
pain angered her. Happiness filled her with guilt, it had only been four months
since her father’s passing, she shouldn’t be laughing and smiling yet. It was
supposed to hurt forever when you lost someone.
During this self-imposed solitude
she shut out the world, grateful for the silence that allowed the pain to swarm
her. At times she would sit in an empty room and remember and cry. With no one
around it was easier to let the tears fall, easier to give in to the grief that
lived like a rock in her chest. But all those that have mourned come to realize
that it is not an eternal state of being. At some point something happens to
break the cycle, or you become too lost to even function. And where, you might
ask, did the situation arise to snap her out of her grief? One did not. She did
not snap, it happened little by little with the help of others, and the
attention and love of those close to her. It is not good to not live your life
because someone you love was unable to live theirs.