What If Tomorrow Never Comes....

Oh my God.. I have cried my eyes out today and am now all alone, in the dark trying to ponder...

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#Sighs..
What if tomorrow never comes? This question never leaves my head, especially every time I lose a loved one in death.

I have lost a lot of loved ones in death and for some, I felt guilty that they didn't know how much I loved them, simply because I didn't tell them that often and sometimes I forget to call or check in on them, but deep down I do love and pray for them.

Today, one of such important people in my life(my aunt) was laid to rest and I then again asked myself "Who is next? What if tomorrow never comes?", Under the scorching sun today I was shivering and my feet were cold, my headaches and I am likely gonna fall sick.

Why is life so unfair and death so cruel, leaving our loved ones helpless, making a mighty man fall and a king cry?

You see, at the end of the day, it's just you and you, in the grave it's just you under the ground, come rain, come sun, come light, come darkness.

No friends will accompany you there, no relative, not even your spouse, no money, nothing, just you and the only clothes you would wear to be laid to rest.

When we are born, we work so hard to acquire so many things like houses, friends, cars, money, and connections, but sadly all that we are can quickly fade away In the twinkle of an eye. The only thing that would be left for us is the reputation we have built all the years of our life that brings me to.

What would I want to be remembered for?

Is it for my meekness, kindness, generosity, my smiles, and always lending a helping hand, what exactly will I be remembered for?

This will help me find my purpose in this life and build that legacy I want and of course a good relationship with my creator.

If many people feel this way after the passing of their loved ones why then do people make life complicated? Why are people scared to show vulnerability?

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Many people keep enmity with people when they are alive only to be the first to post them with epistles when they are gone, why are we too scared to tell our loved ones how much we miss and love them for fear they might start to take us for granted? Why are there so many selfish people in the world, if they truly care about humanity...

Why are people too quick to end a relationship rather than mend it for fear they might hurt their ego?


Life is just life in the end, for every time I come close to feeling this heaviness in my heart, I reflect on how I have lived my life so far, have I been kind enough? Have I been thoughtful? Have I been able to make a difference somewhere and somehow, have I reached my loved ones today? Am I peaceable? Have I told that person how much I love them?

I would always tell my friends& relatives to write me an epistle now that I am alive, for I wouldn't know how much they love me when I am gone, am I ready to do the same to others?

If I take my last breath today, would people around me feel loved by me, will the love I gave be enough to comfort them? Or if I ever lose someone in death will I be comforted knowing I tried every way to show them every day I care and love them?

I was comforted when her eulogy was read, she lived a very meaningful life and she was known for her kindness and generosity. That's what counts in the end. A Good Name!

We don't always have to wait until it's too late to show how much we value anyone in our lives.

Now is only the time we've got, for the next minute isn't even promised at all.

Death is the only thing that screws us up in the end.



P.S

Music helps me heal and feel a lot much better and this song has been stuck on replay.
Writing is my therapy, so I just came here to write whatever comes to my mind, I feel a lot better than bottling all of the emotions inside.


What a crazy world!

Romans Keating if tomorrow never comes



All images are mine.


 
Thank you for stopping by, till we meet again, this is Amie Geoffrey.
 

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