Post written by Shan with contribution from Natasha.
This week has been very emotional for me. On Monday afternoon I received the most dreadful news – a friend of mine had been admitted in ICU and was fighting for her life.
Sometimes… in life you meet someone, even if it’s just for a few minutes and you form a friendship. The meeting may be once – even for a few minutes, but that person leaves an impact on you. Divya was a person like that.
I met her when I married my husband 4 years back and ever since then she made a place in my heart. She was one of my strengths when I felt weak during motherhood. I used to confide in her whenever I felt like I was failing as a mother and she used to always reassure that I wasn’t. You couldn’t help but love her. She had the bubbliest personality and always carried a beautiful smile around. She attracted friendships wherever she went.
At the tender age of 32 she was called to a higher place. The tragedy is that today I find myself crying and unable to sleep, and yet in the process of examining my grief – I realize that it is not Divya that I mourn, it is for her 2 beautiful boys who will never know their amazing mom, it is for a husband that chose her, her mom and her support structure of family and friends that never left the hospital.
It’s sad to see that amongst the tears and pale faces, we hear the sounds of children laughing, running, and playing. In a time of sorrow the innocence of a child comes through. We mourn a loss today, and yet life still goes on. She is in a better place and yet it is the people who is left behind that suffer. That’s the crazy thing about life. You go through twists and turns and often have to navigate uncharted territory. You stand up for what you believe in – place emphasis on things that seem to be so important right now, and yet in the broader spectrum can be so in significant.