I don’t know how to handle sadness in others mainly because I am unable to handle it myself. If I am completely honest, I admit that I feel all the feelings. Sometimes I feel them intense vicariously through others. Even movies. Some would call that empathy, but I do not feel very empathetic in my responses. Silver linings for everyone, and if that doesn’t work, logical assassination. God gives and he takes away. It sucks. There is no way around it. When someone dies it is impossible to not feel the effects.
Why do I live like I want to stay here longer? How easy it is too long for a lessor reality because it is staring us square in the eyes. I wish I knew the words to say to ease the pain for others. I wish I knew the word to say to comfort myself when those feelings come. It is so hard because the truth is that we do not know. We do not know the words to say. We do not know how to act. Do we ignore? Do we encourage?
There are a few physical pain situations that come to mind when I think of the hurting of someone else. Or even the hurting of myself. I had a tooth ache about two months ago. The pain was so intense at one point I had to go to the emergency room. I just straight moaned for 3 days straight. There is a point when nothing you do matters. There is no position that you can be in. No meds you can take. No drink you can drink to satisfy the appetite that pain inflicts on you. Like a hungry lion with a hippo’s stomach. No matter what you feed it, the hungry remains. Death of a friend must feel like that. You want to yell. You want to scream. You want to beat your self up. You want to find some soul to blame. You want to cry, forget, remember and forget again. All these things we do to lesson the pain, nothing works. Sometime is makes it worse. Sometimes we transfer some of that pain to others. It never leaves us though. We just added it to others.
As cliche and Christianise as it sounds there is only one source that is able to fill the universe size void in our hearts. It is Jesus. How he does it, no idea. Literally I have no clue. All I know is that he does.
Nos & Rehtaf, Dnabsuh 