A letter to the Sea

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I have resplendent flecks, everywhere, in my sky on a dark night. The dark night that could be one's life, sometimes, for life works in cycles, day and night. Now is a night. They are like millions of stars in the desert as you sit and listen to the Red Sea. They guide you. They give you hope.
I know that not everyone knows how that feels, or looks like...but I am sure those of you who do, know exactly what I am talking about...

Patches of brightness on a stretch of dark, dark sky- reflected on a sea that sings such a serene song. The Red Sea could be one of my favorite water bodies in the world. I think it actually is- but so is the Nile. The Mediterranean is just too angry, it's impulsive and violent...and I love how the Red Sea caresses you with such tenderness and care. It loves you, it takes you in its arms and holds you as the sun does her job during the day, and at night, it listens. It listens to the very same silence you are listening to, but I am not sure if we speak the same language...which is never a bad thing.

Dear Red Sea,

I need to tell you something, remember my cousin's husband? He passed away on Friday, he was like an older brother to me and I want to make sure he's watching over his 6 and 2 year olds, I want him to know that we are there for them and that we are there for my cousin. Because, that would give him peace; knowing that they would never need to need anything. I want him to know that he will be (and he is already) missed. And that we love him. He is in a better place, sea, I know that...a place where he can no longer feel any pain. But losing him is painful.

Love,

me

But then, it's all good, I choose to deal with things as such in a way that doesn't leave me or those around me in despair, because I know that whenever you lose someone, they would never want to see you sad.