“Time heals all wounds.”
“Over time you will forget and move on.”
These are two sayings I heard growing up as a teen and young adult. They were often said by a man who is very dear to me. Once I was allowed to date and had my heart-broken, he would sit beside me on the couch and offer these words of encouragement.
I used to think that those words were true.
Until…The man who spoke them to me was no longer around to say them to me.
Until…I could no longer feel his arm around me.
Until…I could no longer smell the Marlboro cigarette smoke coming off his fingers.
Until…I saw him laying in a casket.
Until…I found out that I could not visit his final resting place because his wife refused to tell his children where he is resting.
Until…I realized he was truly gone from this place we call earth and I could no longer feel his arm around my shoulders.
“Time heals all wounds.” Does it really?
“Over time you will forget and move on.” Do you really forget?
Time does not heal all wounds. His passing still hurts as much as the day I received the call from my mom. I could never forget HIM, let alone move on.