The Most Important Lesson of 2018
Looking back, I would have never thought my life would turn out this way. My mother. Gone. At the tender age of 48. Who would have thought? But hey, that’s just life for you. It throws you a curve ball (lemon, whatever you want to call it) every now and then. Sometimes you see it coming, sometimes it just caught you off guard, leaving a dent in your otherwise smooth face.
But it’s these dents that are valuable. They cost you. My family and I have certainly paid a lot this year.
This year and the years to come will be different. For me. For my family.
My mother had always been the center of my family. She once said, “Father is the head of the family but mother is the neck.”
We’re experiencing it now. Our family has lost its neck. Things are a bit disconnected at the moment.
But it’s trial like this that makes us realize that we are actually stronger than what we give ourselves credit for. We’re slowly mending. It will take lots of time and effort but we’re on our way.
There have been a lot of lessons this year. About loss, love, life and death.
And I’ve learned a lot of things this year but the most important thing I’ve learned is, that with every harsh good-bye comes a beautiful awakening. That with every door that closes, there’s another one opening soon after. And that whenever you help someone and genuinely mean it, the universe crowns you and grants you the spiritual growth you need.
- R. M. Drake
It has been a difficult year but I would like to think that it has been a good one too. My brother graduated with flying colors, made me and my whole family proud and I finally made a big decision to make writing my full-time job.
This year had definitely been a year of constant learning. Through both good and not so good experiences. But all things considered, the year has been quite kind to us.
The loss of my mother had been heartbreaking but I believe that she had taught all of us well enough to survive this tribulation. Even though I still feel the loss to this day, (there are times when I just excitingly think “I should tell her about this” only to realize that I can’t anymore) and probably for the many many days to come, I believe that things will get better. Eventually.
When the heart weeps for what it has lost, the soul laughs for what it has found.
I have lost and I have found. And I am grateful for both.
On that note, I would like to end this post by thanking 2018 for everything it has bestowed (yes, I’m using the big word to sound smarter) upon me, both good and bad. And with open arms and a huge smile, I welcome 2019.
And to all of you who are reading this on the brink of Christmas Eve, I wish you all a wonderful joyous Christmas filled with smile, laughter and endless happiness.
Merry Christmas, beautiful people!