A TIME TO GRIEVE, A TIME TO MOVE ON

Feng on Nov 5th 2007 at 3:22 pm About Some Family Matters

A TIME TO GRIEVE, A TIME TO MOVE ON

For everything there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate,
A time for war, and a time for peace.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

True enough, nothing could be more painful than losing someone so dear. I’ve experienced the depressing feeling myself after the loss of my dear Dad in June of 2006. It was something that happened so unexpected and so very sudden that denial stayed within me for too long that I was overly devastated. I know that the right thing to do was to move on and cope each and everyday without him. But then there were just times that I couldn’t help but grieve and cry alone, especially at moments when silence, depression, and tiredness set my heart and mind yearning. My grieving was too much that the many months that passed have been particularly filled with longing for Dad. It was those times I wept, I mourned, I grieved. I thought there was no way to recover.

But exactly what the above verse in Ecclesiastes says, there’s always that time for everything. And I am glad that time finally came into being. It was my own grief I know. And though comfort from families and friends greatly helped, no one else had forced me that it’s time to move on, till I realized it myself that: hey, I am over it.

And while last year’s insights of the first day of November was too sorrowful and bitter, I’m happy that for All Saint’s/Soul’s Day of this year (which marked our second), peace of mind and contentment from deep within were positive feelings that I now feel.

I know family affairs such as anniversaries, holidays, and milestones in life will never be the same without a loving Dad to share it with. But then again too, I know that I am more prepared now for some emotional wallop, knowing that to be departed is completely a fact in life. I know anyway that he continuously guides us—his family, wherever he may be.

Whew, what introspection! Ending this post with photos of our visit to Dad days before All Saint’s/Soul’s Day of 2007.

Wala daw sa mood ngumiti.