At a loss

A Story by Shweta

An as is share of love/loss with a dear friend. A quick share of that portion.

Tell me dear poet, how to come to terms with someone's loss. It's understandable they have transitioned. Of course they are with us still but how do you come to terms with that void within. Change of plans? That could be the case. How someone leaving, leaves you with changing the course of your life. But how can one find the grounding in such situation.. I have lost a sister.

Yesterday was the day, ceremonies were held for the soul and it's believed the soul has transitioned well. The meals are prepared and served and offerings are made. Last to last night at 12 am it started with the lamps lit and the altar prepared and decorated. I had fallen asleep around before that but soon woke up when I got the smell of the incense and oil burning.. I still laid on the bed, and thought of going just a moment later and I had this dream of I, waking up and making my way through downstairs almost as if I wasn't walking but gliding down effortlessly. It was dark, and I knew that was not how it should have been. Keeping that thought aside I try to switch my phone on to get the torch, but in that fraction of a moment or two where the phone gets confused and didn't lit up and there from some distant light I saw her face reflected on my phone screen, laughing and waving at me. That was real. Like good old days.. I got up knowing it wasn't a dream.