Having experienced a tremendous loss, losing my beloved Mother, this poem touches on the effects/repercussions of a great loss and the resulting grief. People will say, "It will get easier with time."
It's been over eleven years since I lost my Mom. She was my rock, my mentor, my hero, my inspiration, my motivation, my best friend whom I could trust her with anything and I could always rely on her to speak to me honestly even when I didn't necessarily want to hear the truth. She was a lady, modest, with strong convictions and principles, which she lived by. She had a very strong faith in God, which she relied and depended upon to get her through her struggles in life, and she had many hardships and heartaches to bear. My Mom's life was never easy, but even so, she never lost her sense of humour and her laugh was hearty and contagious. My Mom was a very strong woman of integrity and virtue and I will always be eternally grateful that God blessed me with a Mom who provided me with a wonderful example for me to aspire to live my life as she did. God couldn't have given me a better example.
But in regards to the 'getting easier' part of missing her, an unfillable void doesn't get easier. You just make adjustments to be able to bear the pain and grief of the loss better, pushing it deeper inside you so you can conceal the pain from others, because very few want to hear or know about it. Smile and the whole world will smile with you, but cry and you'll cry alone. People love to label others' pain as 'drama' until it's 'their' pain. Then it becomes 'real' to them and so, a much different scenario, no longer labeled as 'drama'.
"Drama is labeled 'just drama' when it's someone else's pain
And doesn't become a real crisis until it hits one's home domain."
~ Artsieladie Quote ♥
"There's no pain greater than the pain within,
Concealed deeply behind a put on, painted grin."
~ Artsieladie Quote ♥
"The loss of a beloved creates an empty space
That NO other can ever fill or ever replace."
~ Artsieladie Quote ♥