Thank you for the heartfelt remarks! I have been able to deal with these kinds of experiences in my whole life. It gives me the strength to share my griefs and sorrows, perhaps because I believe that sometimes you have to share your strength with others so that they may not feel alone, or deprived of touch or hope.

For me, this is one of the direst of tragedies, when you don’t go through immense acts of torment in your life, it doesn’t build your resolve to live. You give up hope very easily because loss generally can shatter that hope from you. My Uncle perhaps didn’t have experienced many accounts of such despair, and thus when you lose the people you love in such a tragic way, it kills you from within.

I wrote a poem about hopelessness, and I believe it generally speaks volumes of the grief he and many other people I have known in my life have felt when either they have given up hope or they have tried to commit suicide. Though, if I were to say it isn’t normal and most of the people, I would never even wish or even curse someone to lose their loved ones as he did, but I have witnessed accidents, and people losing their loved ones in a second’s lapse.

From my perspectives on this issue that we are facing, we have been through other forms of grief and hardship, and we are communicating with each other today because of these victories. My Uncle, was one of the few people who never really experienced these kinds of grief, whereas I have had plenty of experiences from an early age when it comes to dealing with loss.

When you deal with true despair, and you conquer it, it builds your resolve to live, but it doesn’t mean it won’t eat you from within, I have only known a handful of people who survive such ordeals, but they are scarred perhaps for the rest of their lives. It doesn’t mean they wouldn’t feel happiness, they practically keep on living their lives. But when a part of you that you cherish with another dies completely, you lose something so precious forever.

Sometimes, fate has planned many cruel things for some people. Death is just a doorway, its a state. There is more to our life than we know it, that is one of the many reasons I believe that we should try to preserve any or every life there is — a bold statement perhaps.

Writing helps me to clear my mind, I dislike sitting idly or even resting aimlessly, I feel like I should keep on doing something to keep myself, connected, sitting in solitude only helps when you have a problem on your mind, and you can discuss it at will. But there isn’t much peace when you’re alone, there’s also sadness, misery, and despair lurking in the shadows, where darkness presides, and solitude perhaps is just a feeling of calmness.

Thank you for taking the time to read my anecdote. Dr. Y. is a fascinating man indeed, I’m hoping to contribute towards his cause through my writing. And his daily letters allow me to find a purpose to share words of wisdom, experience, and hope with everyone who wishes to read such.

I would be looking forward to your perspectives and views towards what I write, I believe there is more to you than meets the eye. If my words were able to give you warmth and solace, I feel blessed to have been able to ease someone with what I have to offer.

Stay Blessed and Stay Safe! ❤

Peace, Love, and Happiness onto you!

Riku Arikiri 😄

It’s never black or white. Sometimes there’s a bit of spicy red in there as well.

It’s never black or white. Sometimes there’s a bit of spicy red in there as well.