As a whisper of hope, one would think that January would be filled with cheerful whispers. Well, this January 2024 I have had to carry hope and breathe out strength.
Holding my breath every moment and breathing out strength from the first to date. Where does one even begin to breathe out purpose?
January has been a very difficult month for me. I have had to bear the brunt of losing my loved ones. We are accustomed to associating a new year with newness in a positive light. The newness that we don’t talk about, is the ‘’new adjustments’’ we have to make without our loved ones. The newness of doing life without our loved ones and living as if they never existed. The newness of speaking of them in the past tense and the memory of a life that could have been. Death indeed is untimely and has no regard. Death is ruthless and unkind. Death does not discriminate.
However, what I’ve seen death do is to be a constant reminder of its place in our lives and that indeed life is short.
Life is short and can never be measured. I opened with these words in my send off to a loved one on Monday.
We don’t know when or how our chapters will end; however, what we do have is control of the contribution that we can make.
We have the power to reconcile with our loved ones that are still breathing. The power to forgive and make amends with those we have wronged. The will to embrace the reconciliation and start afresh. The heart to carry the courage to love again. It begins with love and ends with love. Love is what lives with us. Love is in us and we breathe it out. We are love in ways we cannot describe. Love sees no wrong and love lives to restore.
With that I say, return to love at once this 2024. Return to the purest form of love, that lives to rekindle brokenness. Return to a love that carries life and hope. Return to a love that reproduces itself and has a place for new beginnings. Return to love because our being exists because of a form of love. Return to love at once because everything begins with love. Return to love at once because when the presence of love is felt we become an extension of love.
I am returning to being love because it is with love I will find meaning and create beautiful memories with the loved with I have left behind.
Tomorrow is not promised to us, so let’s take time to fix broken friendships, relationships and unite our families.
Rest now my lovies, until my chapters closes.
Signing out, the whisper of hope Phiwe M
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