The Value Of Absence
When we were young, we lived like time was endless, treating each moment as if it were nothing more than a fleeting breeze. We overlooked the quiet presence of our loved ones, their steady warmth blending into the backdrop of our lives. We didn’t look closely, didn’t listen deeply, didn’t hold them tightly enough, because we believed they would always be there—unchanging, permanent, as constant as the sunrise.
But life doesn’t wait. And one day, the chair at the table is empty, their laughter becomes an echo, and the love we once took for granted lingers only in memories and regrets. It's then, in the silence of their absence, that we truly understand. We see the beauty in every mundane conversation, every touch, every smile we didn’t treasure enough. Too late, we realize their presence wasn’t just ordinary—it was everything. And oh, how it breaks us, wishing we had seen it sooner.
