{"id":74,"date":"2020-06-28T19:06:43","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T19:06:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/?p=74"},"modified":"2021-04-26T18:28:03","modified_gmt":"2021-04-26T18:28:03","slug":"loss-love-hope","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/loss-love-hope\/","title":{"rendered":"Loss, Love & Hope"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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“The saddest part of life is when the person who gave you the best memories becomes a memory.”<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Accepting the fact that our parents are growing old and will need care is a hard pill to swallow. My parents and grandparents have always been perfectly fit and healthy. Yes, I could see the signs of aging but I chose to overlook them. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I lost someone very close to me a few years ago. She couldn\u2019t attend my wedding and really wanted to meet me and my husband. I would often tell her \u201cI will come soon.. in a couple of months\u201d and before I realized, months became years. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

When I heard the news of her demise, I was shocked, devastated, numb, and overloaded with guilt. You know the kind of sorrow that punches your heart and strangles your throat in a way that it becomes impossible to talk or breathe? That kind. This is a scar that will never heal and will accompany me to my death-bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But this was also my wake-up call. You see, I have earned a reputation of not keeping in touch, not answering phone calls, not visiting my family enough. At her funerary ceremony, I took a closer look at my grieving family members. I was in constant denial of their aging, health, and abundance of time.\u00a0This really scared me. I vowed to myself that from now I will make a conscious effort to spend time with them. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

And touchwood, I did. I made impromptu plans to go home whenever I had a few days off and started calling them much more often. The giant smiles and happiness you see on their faces when you show up announced or call them out of the blue are just surreal. Why is it that as we grow, we forget all that our parents have done for us?<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Coming to the realization that someone you love dearly may not be there one day is the most horrifying feeling in the world. The things we worry about now seem so trivial in the grand scheme of life. We often take the impact parents have in our lives for granted and this makes it that much harder when our roles are reversed. \u2800<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It still hurts to lose her. But I am so glad that I had the privilege to spend some good quality time with her. Her heart-hugging love, unconditional support, and bright smile will forever influence my life for the better. And for that, I am grateful.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

So, don\u2019t wait, ditch the denial and make time for the special people in your life whom we should never forget, who have always been there for us, and will never forget us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Coming to the realization that someone you love dearly may not be there one day is the most horrifying feeling in the world. The things we worry about now seem so trivial in the grand scheme of life. We often take the impact parents have in our lives for granted and this makes it that much harder when our roles are reversed. \u2800<\/p>\n

Why is it that as we grow, we forget all that our parents have done for us?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","pgc_sgb_lightbox_settings":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[9,6,7,8],"class_list":{"0":"post-74","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-personal","7":"tag-death","8":"tag-family","9":"tag-life","10":"tag-love","11":"entry","12":"has-post-thumbnail"},"featured_image_src":null,"featured_image_src_square":null,"author_info":{"display_name":"vasudha","author_link":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/author\/vasudha\/"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/74"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=74"}],"version-history":[{"count":10,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/74\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":87,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/74\/revisions\/87"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=74"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=74"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ideaweb.me\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=74"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}