Ever gotten lost as a kid, thought it was the end of the world and you were done for, right then and there? Whether you lost your mom in Walmart or lost your dad at a ball game, you thought you would never find your parents again. The first time I got lost, I was about 7 years old, sledding on the local golf course with a friend. She went ahead back to the house, but I wanted to go down one more hill. When I got back up I didn’t know where I was, the snow completely covered the ground and I couldn’t tell which hole I was on. I thought to myself, this is it, I shall die right here in the winter snow. Eventually, 20 minutes came by and her parents found me, but those 20 minutes seemed like I would never have a chance at surviving, especially in the eyes of a 7-year-old. The moment of impact when losing yourself, someone, or something can seem tragic. However, in due time everything will work itself out.
The summer after my senior year of high school, I had lost my golden retriever simply because of my forgetfulness and lack of common sense. For a few months I was depressed, I didn’t see how I could ever get over losing my best friend like that so unexpectedly. I couldn’t even sleep in my own bedroom for weeks because it reminded me too much of her and how I would cuddle up to her every night. But as time went by, things slowly became better. I moved off to college, began to make new friends, and discovered new activities that took my mind off of what I was grieving over. I think that this example can relate in any loss someone may go through.
A loss of someone doesn’t just mean a death, but also means losing someone you had a connection with that is no longer a part of your life. This can mean boyfriends, girlfriends, best friends, anyone. I think those type of losses are tougher because you know the person is still there, but there’s no way of connecting with them again like the way you once did. Taylor Swift said “Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met” and I cannot see how this lyric could be any more relevant. When you become attached to someone, you make memories with them. Memories suck. They remind you of how great things use to be and how you’ll never share a moment like that with the person ever again. But that person is still out there somewhere, and you have no clue what or even how they’re doing simply because you’ve lost them. Eventually you’ll get distracted, become less interested, and move on to someone new.
Getting over losses hurts and takes a lot of time, depending on how you deal with detachment. The beginning is the absolute worst, however, it only gets better from there. You begin to meet new people who show you why things didn’t work out with this person, and that’s simply because time will bring these new people into your life. Keep on believing things will get better because in due time, I promise you they will. Time heals all, you just have to be patient.
