It’s been 8 months since that day. It changed our lives so much. What followed seemed to be a continuous series of misfortune. I chased away the sadness, locked up my loneliness and barred myself for what was to come.
Life has kept us busy and in that we seldom found time to be sad about things. But worry wasn’t so hard to come by. Each new event brought a bit more concern. The path that I had paved was ripped up and I was surprisingly calm about it.
Sadness, great sadness and longing are things I have learnt well of.
My faith has taught me patience and my belief has kept me happy.