It still feels so surreal. Like its a movie and he’ll be coming back soon from the role. The image of her chest rattling with sobs in the car has been imprinted so thoroughly in my mind. I don’t know if anyone’s really reading this but I would like to share a personal experience with a young and promising death here. My husband lost his sister during a car accident while they were returning from Jaipur after shopping for our wedding. She was just 19 years old. So full of life. So innocent. So giving. When my MIL saw Rita Aunty’s pictures today she told “you know she’ll have to carry this pain forever. She’ll always be taking him with her everywhere. She’ll relive the day he was born on his birthday and will shatter once again on the day he passed. But, is dulls away eventually. She’s a mother. She’ll have to carry her child with her everywhere but she’ll eventually know, the life with him and without him are two different phases”
My husband was driving that car. It took him a long time fo come to terms with the fact that she passed away by his hands.
I can see a repeat of everything here. Please keep yourselves afloat for now. Believe me, it dulls away. The pain remains but like a throb.