I’ve got an elderly friend called *Emma whom I met on a social media group for old expatriates who grew up in Kenya.
I had joined the group years ago for research purposes for my old job as a writer, but I grew fond of the new friends.
Recently, Emma shared just how tough the last 10months have been as she grieved over her beloved husband *Sam. She had attended a wedding where she suddenly broke into tears just to realise how much she missed Sam. She wanted him there so bad. She admits that never has she felt so alone in her life without Sam.
Emma’s words move me to tears and make me reflect over my life. At the moment, my peers are sharing about having great jobs, happily engaged or married, getting babies…etc. At some point we’ll all face new phases of life. Invitations will start ranging from kids’ graduations, kids’ weddings, friends’ funerals, parents’ funerals.
Then pension days kick in, we become grandparents, and then like Emma and Sam, life’s toughest goodbyes are said to the beloved.
Makes me wonder what we young people complain about or why we struggle so much to prove ourselves to other people and society.
As I read the replies by other elderly friends who’ve gone through such grief, I began to see just how life is richer when lived simple – in love.
In their golden years my old mates’ chats, memories, activities and even seasons of grief are painted by those they vowed to spend the rest of their lives with.
Death seems less scary than no longer experiencing the love of their beloveds. No longer feeling the warmth of their skin. No longer here.
My dear friends who are now like my libraries of wisdom have taught me this:
When life’s sunset draws near, all your money, power and other achievements mean nothing.
All that matters is having found home, at last, in the heart of s/he who really loves you.
Hope this message inspires you!