Thursday, 28 March 2013

How Quickly Time Flies

It is two years to the day that my Dad died. 28th March 2011, two hours after I made it home to his death bed. A truly Remorseful Day.

I have reflected before about this state of loss, but sadness too is in a state of loss, which is a mercy. It's amazing that someone who was the centre of your world can become like a distant memory.

Two years.


  1. Debbie, my father's been gone one year, Jan 1st and the loss is still so great. I am hoping two, three years and it gets easier, although just reading your post brings tears to my eyes.
    ~ Nancy

  2. I'm sorry to hear that Nancy. It does get easier. We've been through all the milestones of 'this time last year...' etc. It's surprising how life really does go on...

  3. the thought of a loved one, especially one of our parents becoming a 'distant memory' is very sad and quite scary, but unfortunately that's the way it is.

  4. Assalamu alaikum Sr. Debbie...
    It is no coincidence that I'm reading your post today - a week after my family found out my maternal aunt has "6 months" and as the time draws near my mom and I venture to care for her and wrap up "final business" items. Alhamdulillah for your words - Allah is most merciful, indeed. Your 'A state of loss' post spoke to my heart today and the words of the beautiful prophet Jesus(AS)"This world is a bridge, so pass over it and do not build your house upon it" was just the reminder I needed.
    I've been following your blog for quite some time and Masha'Allah for your strong Muslimah self - I've always felt a strong sense of solidarity with you - being a convert Muslim myself but on the other side of the pond.
    JazakAllahu khair and may God fill your heart with immense iman and noor - especially on this day.

  5. Jazakillah khair, and I'm sorry to hear that you too are on this path. Your aunt is lucky that she has people who love her to be with her in this transition for as I get older I can see the immense importance of helping people in their final hours in this world.
    And it's terrible for a while and then it does get easier; grief is a process you just can't circumvent but you can trust that it will ease.

  6. I'm never one for any useful words with this sort of thing (it kicks out my terribly British half) but (((hugs)))

  7. Thanks. I know there will come a time when the anniversary will probably be unmentioned and forgotten, and that's a bit weird given the enormity of what happened on that day.... amazing how we move on.


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