Mourning

This post was original publish on my (now defunct) college blog The Balanced Canvas on November 11,2017. Earlier this year, I lost someone incredibly important to me. The past few months have been a combination of endless sobbing, feeling guilt, anger, hopelessness, and sending texts that won’t receive a response…

YEAR 1 — AD “I’m so sorry for your loss…” Six words. Just the six. It’s these words that completely tear my world asunder. The people who say these words, I believe that they don’t really understand the weight they bear. There is a heaviness that hangs in the air…

“Will you be available for a meeting next week?”, the CEO of the big company I work for, asked, as August was approaching. “ Yes, I won’t be going anywhere. In fact, I can't leave town.”, I answered and he mildly smiled. And then as I was looking at his…

These past few weeks, I have been attending a workshop on traditional Chinese culture. Venerable Jing Kong is considered a hero in revitalizing traditional Chinese culture, and last week, he passed away. Many people all around the world were extremely upset. Some people were in denial. Some people felt empty. …

Time, is the fog that drifts inland from the shore Slowly creeping up the hills obscuring all in sight Even though you no longer exist in my life I would visit you in my memories Embrace you in my dreams Smell your scent And hear your voice But Slowly, Over time, as the cold night set in and the clouds sink into the valleys of my mind The wind rustles the leaves, and left branches covered in ice