Tuesday, July 10, 2007

I don't know what to say...

Everything seems to be going well to me…well, a little bit better than before, but actually it isn’t. Nothing’s going well. We’ll never ever recover things we’ve lost, and nothing can be substituted for them.
The only thing we can do about it is go over it. How much time will it require to replace sadness taking up so much space in our hearts with something else? Time is the only effective medicine that can cure us of the mental pain. But…does the sadness thinning away mean that we’re gradually forgetting about what we’ve lost?
Time is making us keep on walking and never gives us any time to stop to think about what to do, which, however, means that we don’t have time to feel sad as well. The father we go, the grater distance there is between us and them, and in the end we’ll reach somewhere so far away from where we are now that we’ll never be able to see anything that is now around us, even its tiny bits.
Something is changing little by little, so slowly everyday that we won’t notice it until the change gets big enough to recognize, and when it’s got visible sometimes it’ll already be too late. Whether we like it or not, we can’t avoid it and have no choice but to reconcile ourselves to it…then what can we do about it?

1 comment:

just_susan said...

It has been my experience Kensuke that the mellowing of sadness does not mean we ever forget that which we have left. It usually means that we have found ways of coping with the pain better. However, if we face something similar in our lives we often find ourselves back in that old pain as if it were yesterday. This is the same for the wonderful and happy things that occur in our lives.

They say that when a person is very old the past comes flooding back as if it were only moments before and we relive many things that we once thought were lost in our busy lives.

As to being able to change things... no we are not God and we have no power over the past only our future. We can make tomorrow a better day than yesterday. But we cannot make yesterday a better day than it was originally.

Regards
Susan H