Finding solace - I lost something valuable

'No Man is an Island' - John Donne

We are social beings and we all rely on the support of our family, friends, and community to make it through life...

Once I was happy and I didn't know. Now I am grieving and I feel the desire to be happier. I understand the need to appreciate the little blessings of our uncertain lives now. We came into the world through our parents and were nurtured to face the realities of this world by them. We all know that one day they will leave us. We have to continue without them. The strange thing is that we don't know when it will happen. Losing my father felt like peeling away a protective layer of my body. My father sacrificed half his life to raise me and my brother. I miss arguing with him and calling him Achaa.

I began to notice others spending time with their parents. To be honest, I feel jealous and upset, knowing that I can't have that pleasure anymore. Not sure if I was a good son or not, but I know he was proud of us and happy with our achievements. I believe he died a happy soul. He navigated us throughout the stormy sea and left as when the shore was near. I fear the burden of handling the rest of our journey and will miss the comfort of our captain.

Being faced with the reality of losing my father has made me sad, but it has also made me appreciate what I have and strive for more. I understand that each moment is precious and should be treasured