It takes a lot of strength to acknowledge the humanity of people who give you the cold shoulder on days like that. Time has allowed you room to extend that much grace, and you’ve taken it. That’s kind. It would be interesting to know how their own lives have been shaped by their (learned) ability to overlook other people’s significant days. I imagine it’s one of the hazards of their work, and I’m sure they see life through very different lenses than the rest of us.
I noticed love in the caption, and since I see love as something beautiful, I was hoping for a sweet story. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a heartbreaking one. I'm really sorry to hear about that traumatic experience and your dad.
It's a very sad piece Izu, may you continue to be comforted by God.
We live in an imperfect world and just as the Bible foretold, humans have grown from bad to worse. No fellow feeling, men are lovers of themselves, no natural affection... amongst other sad realities.
I always comfort myself with God's guarantee promise of a resurrection, you will see your beloved Dad again, that world will be a better place with good people.
It takes a lot of strength to acknowledge the humanity of people who give you the cold shoulder on days like that. Time has allowed you room to extend that much grace, and you’ve taken it. That’s kind. It would be interesting to know how their own lives have been shaped by their (learned) ability to overlook other people’s significant days. I imagine it’s one of the hazards of their work, and I’m sure they see life through very different lenses than the rest of us.
About the loss, be well.
I noticed love in the caption, and since I see love as something beautiful, I was hoping for a sweet story. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a heartbreaking one. I'm really sorry to hear about that traumatic experience and your dad.
It's a very sad piece Izu, may you continue to be comforted by God.
We live in an imperfect world and just as the Bible foretold, humans have grown from bad to worse. No fellow feeling, men are lovers of themselves, no natural affection... amongst other sad realities.
I always comfort myself with God's guarantee promise of a resurrection, you will see your beloved Dad again, that world will be a better place with good people.
Thanks a lot Isioma. It’s a long time now. Time tries its best to heal and give more perspective
Profound. Beautifully written too. So sorry about your dad, and the traumatic experience at the hospital.
Thank you for your kind words. Glad you found it profound