When one is young, one
is encouraged to aim high, have seemingly unattainable dreams, and to march
forward to reach them. However, when one is middle-aged, one no longer hears
this advice, unless a colossal tragedy befalls one, as in my case.
I am now in the autumn
of my life, having withstood a very strong debilitating back-breaking storm. What is there
for me to aim for or dream about other than Arman's health, happiness and prosperity?
I honestly am unable to think of anything else. Maybe making happy memories for
Arman such that his memory bank is fully stocked before Mehrdad and I leave the
scene. Therefore, hearing someone telling me to "move forward" is meaningless
to me. Where would I go? What should I dream to achieve? My best years are
behind me. The present and the years ahead are shadowed by the loss of my daughter. One does
not recover from such a loss. The only venue has been to continue being an
active actor on the stage of life as if my life was truly only momentarily shaken by
the suicide of my daughter. That is the farthest from the truth and my reality, but
few are interested in my reality. Most find life tolerable only by "moving
forward" despite any calamities that rise up on the road to happiness and
fulfillment, which I find an unachievable illusion.
One in my situation
does not "move forward" but haphazardly floats between the present
and the past, rarely with an eye to the future.
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