Why We Talk About the Ones We've Lost

For all those who talk about their late loved one. For all those who talk about their loss.

This is why we talk about them. 

Hint: It is not for attention.

We talk about them because we love them. In life and in death.

We talk about them because they are still a part of us. And always will be.

We talk about them because the love we shared and the loss we endured have shaped us into the person we are today.

We talk about them because we find it therapeutic. For our minds, for our hearts and for our souls.

We talk about them because it helps us, and we hope it will help others.

We talk about them because the memories make us happy. And we need to feel that.

We talk about them because the memories make us sad. And we need to feel that.

We talk about them because we want the world to know the struggle.

Of cancer. Of suicide. Of drug addiction. Of heart disease. Of sudden death. Of terminal illness.

The struggle of loss.

We talk about them because we want you to appreciate what you have. Because in hindsight, we may realize we didn’t.

We talk about them because they are still ours. And we are still theirs.

We talk about them because in the day-to-day grind that is life, we sometimes feel them drifting away. And we think talking about them will make us feel closer to them today.

We talk about them because we want to.

We talk about them because we need to.

And yes, sometimes, we talk about them because nobody else is.

We carry on their legacies.

We may talk about them because we take that responsibility seriously.

When Michelle was sick and dying, she would often tell me of her fears that everyone would forget her. That she would become a distant memory. That nobody would speak of her anymore. That it would be like she never existed.

Nope. Not going to happen. Not on my watch. Not now. Not ever.

We talk about them because we won’t let them be forgotten.

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