Where do I even begin? Let me start by saying that ‘I believe in you.’ I do, even in times when life has made no sense to me. In all honesty, it’s my belief in you that helped me survive some of the most deterring storms in my life, and I can’t be more grateful.
I’ve remembered you in times—good or bad. I remember you today because I’m in a phase where I can’t seem to look ahead. I know that eventually, this shall pass too—just like days, weeks, months, seasons, years, decades, centuries, and eons. I know I’m just a speckle in this grand scheme of things, this comedy of errors, this tragedy of commons. Yet sometimes the weight of life seems heavy to carry. No matter how much I introspect and try to connect with myself, I fail to overcome this existential angst. I’m sure I’m not the only one.
Today I remember you, I picture you in my mind, although you’re unfathomable because I want to remind myself that ‘I’m one, but I’m not the only one.’ I want to bring to my consciousness that the heaviness I’m feeling right now is something that we all bear at different times—this is what connects us, just as much as sunshine, rainbows, and beautiful times. Today I remember you so that I can remind myself of the fact that we all suffer, yet we find meaning in all that we do; our reasons to help us stay alive.
Today I remember you to direct my attention toward this breath I’m taking, which I often forget about amid the things I consider ‘important.’ I remember you so that I can count on you more on days like these when I can’t look ahead. I remember you so that on days when the heaviness of life hurts my shoulders, I can look at your unfathomable being through the eyes of my mind when nothing else can comfort me. I remember you with grief yet with a lot of love. I remember you. I will continue to until the time I perish and become you.