My best friend died last Friday. There’s no easy way to say those words as I’ve learnt the past few days. I’ve also learnt what a best friend really means. Memories, actions and words all emerge days after the loss of a loved one. I’ve been told something comforting to do is write it all down. Talking to people is exhausting and draining at the moment as is writing in my journal.. So I’ve decided to post this poem on my blog to commemorate the life of the most beautiful, kind, person I know. To say thanks for all of the heartfelt wonderful years you gave me.

 

Little Laura..

The baby of us all,

She somehow mothered the group,

Never thought I’d get that call..

 

Nineteen and beautiful,

Energetic and wonderful,

The feeling between us was magical,

When I brushed your hand in that little wooden box, it was gone.

 

Coming to terms,

Is the hardest of it all,

Not the hugs or the old people glancing,

but accepting ‘why the leaves change in the fall’.

 

It’s the flashbacks when I see an old top,

The memories when I hear that song,

It’s the feeling in my heart and the whole damn lot,

Knowing something is missing inside, it’s all so wrong.

 

It’s only been four days,

But feels like this pain has lasted a lifetime,

We are all ‘dealing with it in our own way’,

It still doesn’t feel real and all I want is to turn back time..

 

Back to hearing your giddy laugh,

It was so infectious and full of life,

Back to being rebellious teenagers,

I’d do anything for one more night.

 

So this is a poem that I always meant to write,

Not one about your death or about our last fight,

It’s a poem about love, The love I feel for you,

I still (& forever will) feel it everyday, but wish I could give it away;

give it to you.

 

This post and poem is for Laura, but it’s also to comfort any other bloggers dealing with a loss. It’s to remind you that you are not alone. Even in the darkest moments of life, the sun still shines. Writing, blogging and especially talking to somebody is a huge help and comfort, even when you feel like lying in bed all day. A positive mind is the key to a healthy life. We remember our loved ones in our thoughts, memories and everyday actions. A part of them lives on with us, as a part of us stays with them. We are separated only by distance. Stay strong Rafferty’s readers and remember to appreciate everyday you get to see the sun rise and every loved one who means the world to you. Nothing is ever as bad as it seems, tomorrow is a new day.

-Saoirse out

 

“I am always saddened by the death of a good person. It is from this sadness that a feeling of gratitude emerges. I feel honored to have known them and blessed that their passing serves as a reminder to me that my time on this beautiful earth is limited and that I should seize the opportunity I have to forgive, share, explore, and love. I can think of no greater way to honor the deceased than to live this way.”

-Steve Maraboli

 

Poem inspired by:

Seamus Heaney ‘Midterm Break’. 

Taylor Swift ‘The Best Day’