She held me in her arms. I wanted to hold on to her and never let go. But I was going to have to let go. And that hurt. Why does it hurt when you love someone? What is it with the human heart? What was it with my heart? I wondered if there was a way to keep her in this world forever. And it was as though she were reading my mind. “No one is meant to live forever,” she whispered. “Only God lives forever. You see these hands? Hands get old. That’s the way it’s supposed to be, mijito. Even the heart gets old.”
I think we all believe for a good part of our lives that we are invincible, that death won't touch us and that death won't come for those we love. But it does. And it doesn't hurt any less if the person we lose we've known for years or known for hours. Because at our core our heart knows we've lost someone who meant something to us. We grieve and grieve and neve fully accept the loss, time only makes it hurt less and less.
