I write about things I believe in and about my spiritual view on life. I got more religious after my grandma got sick. I went through a period when I didn’t know what to expect. There were days when I was feeling hopeless and there were some days when I felt I had faith. Maybe if those days weren’t consecutive I would have felt much better, but I never had a break. I am calmer now, even if almost every night I fall asleep with tears in my eyes. I sometimes find myself staring at a wall and I look around me and I see that I am alone, and I ask myself what’s wrong. I miss my grandma and it feels good to say it, because before I didn’t dare it. When I saw my grandma becoming weaker an weaker I wanted to tell her that she shouldn’t be afraid of death. I wanted to kneel at her bed and tell her that, but I couldn’t do it. What would she have thought, that she was going to die? I wanted her to have faith, but in the same time I knew what the reality was and I didn’t want to lie to myself. It was God’s Will and I trust Him. My family went through a rough time and I never told them how heart-broken I was during those days. Writing is definitely helping me. I know that in this world there are people that went through more serious situations and that are still worrying about things, but I feel like what I went through made me see my life in a different perspective. It changed my life forever and I am glad I can finally see what really matters in life. You know what that is ? People around you, not you. Even if in the end what you do others will help you as well.
Life is love.
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