Some moments in life cannot be sugar-coated.
They hurt.
They linger.
They transform us.
A dear friend is going through one of those moments now: his father is in the hospital, in the terminal stages of cancer.
The word “terminal” pierces the soul like a needle.
No matter how old we are, we’re never prepared to say goodbye to a parent.
It took me back to my own times in hospitals. I remembered those long hallways, the sterile smell, the beeping machines, and that strange sensation of time standing still… while the world keeps spinning outside, your life feels paused inside those walls.
Illnesses are not beautiful.
They come uninvited, without filters or mercy.
But they make us reflect.
They shake us.
They awaken a deeper awareness of life’s fragility and the true value of each minute with those we love.
This article is not meant to offer advice. I just want to share a feeling—a mirror of something many have lived: that emotional blend of fear, hope, resignation, and immense love that arises when someone dear is fighting for their life in a hospital.
To you, who are walking beside your loved one during this time, I send a heartfelt embrace.
You are not alone.
Pain shared is pain lightened. And sometimes, a word, a thought, a prayer… is exactly what we need to carry on.
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May love sustain what strength cannot,
may faith embrace where logic falls short,
and may, in the midst of pain… hope never be lacking.
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