By: Megan Minutillo, Regular Contributor
I don’t think it’s ever easy when a person you love passes away.
Even if they’re elderly,
Even if they have been fighting a disease,
I just don’t think the heart can ever fully be prepared for that type of loss.
And while it’s never easy to bury a loved one, there’s something especially heartbreaking about the loss of a young person.
It just cuts the soul a bit deeper.
This past week I watched a friend of mine bury her cousin, a cousin that was really more like her second sister. She was a girl who was notorious for her infectious smile and her giving spirit. She was the type of girl who let others take the first cab while she waited for the second one in the rain.
She was a sister. Daughter. Friend.
She was a fashion guru. A go-getter. A dreamer.
She was just twenty-seven.
And right now, nobody knows why she left this earth so soon. There was no accident. There was no terminal disease. There was no addiction. There is nothing to explain the sudden loss of such a young life.
One day she was here, and she was gone the next.
And it doesn’t make sense.
And it doesn’t seem fair.
And I just keep thinking about what her mother said, at the memorial service.
I used to think the quote,“live everyday like it’s your last was a bunch of bs.” But it’s not.
And you know what? She’s right. It’s not.
If there’s one thing I’ve learned lately it’s that time is precious. It’s the one thing we cannot buy. It’s the one thing we cannot keep. We cannot hold in our hands. We cannot wrap it up neat and pretty and tuck it under our Christmas tree to give away to those we love most.
Try as we might, we cannot slow it down.
But perhaps we can learn how to embrace it. And revel in every second of the life we have been given. Perhaps we can shake off what weighs us down more often. Perhaps we can learn from the painful moments, and grow from them.
Perhaps we can practice owning every second, and love without question or fear, and leap without crippling hesitation.
Perhaps we can get better at living.
There is a beautiful song that One Republic recently released, and I’d like to think the newest angel in heaven is singing this at the top of her lungs for all those she left behind…
[I] Hope when the moment comes
I, I did it all
I, I did it all
I owned every second
That this world could give
I saw so many places
The things that I did
Yeah, with every broken bone
I swear I lived.
Are you living life moment to moment, second to now? How can you bring more presentness and consciousness to your life?
Megan Minutillo is a playwright, director, and founder of the arts and education site, The Write Teacher(s). Her articles have appeared in HelloGiggles, So Worth Loving, I Am the Modern Career Girl, and Glass Heel. She is currently at work adapting her show, Ghosts in My Vodka, into a musical.
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