Loss is beyond just grief and recovery.

It is a constant reminder of what was left unsaid. What was left undone and never repaired. What got broken forever.

Grief doesn’t have to be sudden. It sometimes builds up and creeps upon us slowly. The initial shock leaves us numb. The latent pain rises gradually and takes over our whole being.

There is no surefire way to deal with loss. I am no expert to provide solutions. But I will surely share what gives me peace and helps in acceptance.

I take a walk in the garden. Watch the squirrels scurrying, birds chirping, butterflies fluttering by, fresh morning air, shrubs and flowers. The quietitude of the small garden, as if it is on a parallel planet. The simplicity of a serene and mundane day.

I write. That is my best outlet. I let it out in words. Express it with poetry, sometimes.

I listen to slow and soothing deep room progressive trance. No lyrics, just music.

If the tears threaten, I let them flow. It all needs to repair itself. The mind, the Soul, the body – the self.

Slowly, it will all go back to being normal. We will live with the idea that some people don’t walk with us till the end. Some leave us before time.

It all comes together somewhere. Time is a great healer, they cliché. But it actually is. I’ll give this time and I shall be ok.

Everything becomes balanced on this planet. Nothing remains tilted for too long.