What happens in our hearts when our sea begins to be troubled? And what kind of things make us turbulent? To lose an important person in your life, to know that she will not be on the same plane as you, to know that you will no longer hear her greetings is something that has unleashed a storm that stirs up my waters without rest, but talking to my soul, it cries out to me to seek a little calm, but how can I get it? These days, which seem like a lie, have taught me love in a gigantic way, have taught me not to waste time in arguments, in bitterness, in remoteness. I am training myself to be able to get calm, in one way or another, even if a piece of my soul is gone and I am in another part of these skies, because something that the woman we had to see go to taught me was, to always keep going even if the pain is very strong, to keep going.
I'm learning to live without a piece of my soul, waiting for the next days to begin to recover its light again, for the sky to return to the blue that I loved to admire, today I don't even turn to detail the plants. What do you do when you lose what you only knew how to love? I stretch out my body on the bed, close my eyes and immerse myself in space, trying to reach you, I recall the days in my memory, I draw your face in my dreams, I only ask that just as you loved us, you grant us the calm that we all desperately seek. I will see you soon.
Un abrazo grande.
I have no doubt that your abuela was a beautiful soul.
❤️
Muchas gracias Vincent. 💚
absolutely, the most beautiful soul I will ever know. 😌
:<)
I had a special connection with my grandmothers too. One of them passed away in 2007, aged 87 just after I graduated from University. I remember her proudly showing my Uni degree to neigbors, only months before she left this planet.
My other grandmom lived until 2018, aged 93. Around that time I was ready to leave The Netherlands, tired of my motherland. I did so, weeks after my grandmom's funeral.
Months later, while on a hike in Portugal, I saw a beautiful butterfly and was reminded of my grandmother. I wrote a post about that experience, that I think you'd like: The Butterfly Effect
Big hug ❤️
Mi sentido pésame por la muerte de tu abuelita. Por otro lado, siento que la honraste muy bien con esta publicación... Me parece muy lindo que lleves tu dolor en una manera que te haga valorar más el amor. Tu abuelita debe estar orgullosa
Muchas gracias por tu comentario, te mando muchas bendiciones. 💚
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Sentimiento puro. Dolor profundo. Lamento lo de tu abuela, Daniela. Recientemente murió un primo muy cercano, prácticamente un hermano. La muerte duele, la ausencia carcome. Pero como dices, ojalá su recuerdo te le calma que anhela tu alma.
Un abrazo, fuerte. Complacido que estés de vuelta.
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