I am extraordinarily patient, provided I get my own way in the end. Margaret Thatcher.
There are lots of things that she has said, that I would not agree with, but this.
This is something that I definitely do.
I agree. I relate.
Patience.
Not always an easy thing to have. I am not always the most patient of people. But, it is something that I have been for a long while. Something I am being until I get my own way in the end. Because, I will. One way or another.
A lot of people say "All good things come to those who wait" - and yes, that maybe true too - but we have to be patient. We have to wait, things will happen when they happen, if they are meant to happen. We can manipulate things, we can urge things along . . .but I am patient. I am being patient.
But I will get my own way in the end.
They bury him today.
Someone who should have had a whole life ahead of him. Someone who decided that it wasn't what they wanted.
There are no words that can take away or ease someone's pain and grief. There is nothing that can be said to make it better. Just the heart wrenching pain that you feel from the void that someone's passing has left, the sense of grief. The sense of loss. But also the questions that will never be, can never be answered.
I hope, that he is at peace.
I hope that he finds the peace in his mind in death that he could not find in life.
A parent should never have to bury their child, it should just never be that way. The pain and grief in her eyes betrayed the outer sense of calm that she portrayed as she told me. One can never truly know what is going through another person's mind, to take them to that place where there is just no other answer.
May he rest. In peace.
