Prior to July 2020, life to me was all about beauty, love, family, bettering myself, those around me, society and the world. I had my challenges, I had my ups and downs...and I've experienced a slight share of pain and suffering. Yet, life to me remained beautiful, content and warm....
Like many, 2020 was unique. I finally experienced my first taste of K-drama with Crash Landing on You and I fell in love again with romance. Romance played a huge part in my life...it kept me innocent, dreaming and naïve. It supported me in seeing all the dew drops after a storm, the snowflakes in the bone-chilling winters. It encouraged me to see the sunrise in the darkness of death.
In my 40 years, I've lost my two grandparents, I've lost two of my own children, I've lost a number of friends....each loss took a part of me, yet a part of them continues to exist within me. However, the loss of my brother on July 11, 2020....after 6 months...I am still trying to learn these feelings and emotions within me.
My spiritual cultivation reminded me to ensure all those around me are taken care of, that I have to find strength from Heaven to face the forth coming moments and days. It told me that though we are not in the same dimension anymore...but we are still in the same world. Understanding the why of things in this very miraculous, mysterious and mystical world....at times has become exhausting. Yet, the truth of this world also teaches us to embrace, to accept and to love.
Today, when I leave the house for work, the sunrise is still beautiful, the cold winter air is still refreshing, and though I will always live with an underlying eternal sorrow....life as I know it is still precious.
There's so many words, so much to share...yet at the same time so little to say.