Rest in power



Having siblings is weirdness on another level, especially when you have many of them. The strangeness is in the relationships, or lack thereof – some siblings are so estranged that you wonder if they even shared the same womb. But there is always that one sibling you are incredibly close to, most likely it will be the one that followed you out of the womb. There is an intimacy, an understanding, and a bond that words cannot quite describe. The hardest thing you can endure, is losing that sibling. Probably only eclipsed by losing a parent. It hits you hard, so hard that it might take you along, you might lose the will to live and follow them to the grave. I’ve seen it happen.
It takes time, all healing does. 

It takes courage, and it will require a friend to pick you up now and then. But, eventually you overcome it, you learn to live without your sibling. But, you never forget them. Once in a while you stop and cease everything, they’re all you think about, and the memories swarm around and overwhelm you. A familiar pain follows, replaced by a sense of contentment – at least you have the memories. This is for everyone who has lost a sibling, hold on to the memories. 




In Memory of Natangwe Japhet Iiyambo (1989 – 2012).

Today marks 4 years since God called you home, every year it hurts less, but it only serves to confirm the permanence of your absence. It’s not a long nightmare, it is reality.

At times I wish that God had given you more than 23 years on this earth, so that I could have more memories, but I cherish the few that I do. Vululukwa nombili nkelo ya meme, you are missed.

Rest in power



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