Time has flown away since the last post. Everything appeared to vanish so soon in this quarantine that I don’t even know when it occurred and most importantly, if all of it was just a bad dream.
I was telling you in the last post that my cousin, Costel has passed away recently. His death was more of a shock to me because I could not believe it was true.
Things just happened in such a rush and very unexpectedly, and the worst part is that I could not do anything to prevent it or at least, lead him on his last road.
He was eventually brought back from the hospital and buried yesterday, without any funeral services. There were only a handful of people that led him to his grave, way too soon than anyone can expect.
I was just put in the face with the harsh reality, and had to accept it. That night when I heard the news I could not sleep and stayed awake until 6 AM in the morning. I kept thinking about the death and my parents, and family, and felt bad that I was not able to protect them.
What worries me more, is that a hospital near my parent’s house holds 369 infected persons and patients (with Covid-19), some of the affected ones being neighbors and close friends of the family.
This virus keeps us away from the ones that we love and sometimes is just so hard to bear and to wait, and do nothing. We get to see the life happening in front of our eyes, but don’t have the power to interfere and to change things. It breaks my heart when I realize that staying apart is the best way we can protect them. I was never good at staying apart.
A few pieces of advice
At this moment, everything that I can do, that WE can do is to stay apart and pray. God is the only one that can help us get through these moments, and it’s important to realize that we are not alone.
And if our family members, friends, and colleagues are being affected by the virus and even taken away, let’s be thankful and appreciate the moments that we spent together.
Let’s realize that the persons that have died, are not dead in our heart, and they will only pass away if we forget them. We cannot lose what we have enjoyed deeply once, because all that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
It’s important to understand that it’s not the length of life that matters, but the depth of it. Rumi said that „Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.”
Be brave, be strong
Let’s allow our lives to reflect the faith that we have in God. Fear nothing and pray about everything. We often forget to pray and say thank you when good happens, but isn’t God with us when good things happen as well?
It’s time to be courageous in a situation like this when everyone around us feels lost. Let’s be willing to push through fear, in spite of feeling it so heavy. Step up, and lead ourselves, let’s be brave because we can.
We fail to realize that strength doesn’t come from winning, but from struggles and hardships that we go through in this life. When dark times come, like the pandemic, let’s not give up. Let’s be strong, trust the process and God, because every battle prepares us for the next war.