So I started this draft on July 22nd, 2021, and the farthest I got was the title. Which you can see above now. To say that my life has changed drastically since the writing of those words would be accurate, as much as I was struggling when I wrote them- as is obvious by the fact that I couldn't even come up with anything to write past that- my life during that time is unrecognizable to me now. Because even then I was hopeful.
I have always struggled with happiness and finding content in my life, as you could probably tell from the earlier entries of this work, but nothing could have ever prepared me for what was to come in the following months.
I understand that this may be confusing to you. As my other entries have been in somewhat of a poetry format while this is more of a direct letter. That's because I don't wish to embellish this with any type of analogy or rhyme. None of that seems appropriate for what I am trying to say to you now. Which is this-
Call your family.
This can be anyone you consider family, not just blood relations. I'm sure you've probably heard someone say this to you before, as we all have. Maybe you just didn't take it seriously, who can blame you? I surely didn't. Maybe you thought that you would have more time. I did. Until we didn't.
I'm writing this message for only one reason. So that you don't have to one day live with the same regrets I do. And if you understand what it means to lose the person who raised you, then you know that you would give anything for any amount of time just to say thank you.
Thank you for everything you ever did for me, and forgive me for never appreciating the sacrifices of it.
If I've come off as condescending or patronizing in this letter please know that, that was not my intention, and please accept my apologies. I understand that there are many different kinds of loss, and here I am only talking about one, however, my heart goes out to anyone who is grieving a loss of any kind at this moment. However big or small it may seem to other people, please know that you are not hurting alone. And that I have nothing but patience and compassion for you.
So I'll leave you now with the original point of this address.
Please call your family.
YOU ARE READING
It's not that serious
PoetryThis is just something to write down my thoughts. I'm not really taking it that serious but if you read it I hope you enjoy