To love is knowing when to let go, that's what people said. But it's easier said than done.
Last week, I heard a sad news from a very dear friend of mine, who had lost her father after one week in ICCU. It's quite a shock since her father seemed healthy and never had serious complaint about his health. Turned out, he had a serious heart attack and several other complications, causing a multi organ failure. After several days in comma, the doctor asked the family whether they wanted to continue the procedures (which involved ventilator and hemodialysis), or to stop them altogether.
Looking at the father's condition, the family decided to stop the treatment and let go. Let the best thing happen, even though that means they have to lose their father. Anything, but making their father suffered more than he should.
And at the very evening, their father passed away. My friend said that to let go her father was the hardest thing she'd ever done, but the most liberating at the same time.
The older we become, the scarier it feels to lose the people we love. But some things are unavoidable, and the most important thing is to remember that loving someone doesn't always mean having them around us all the time. Losing someone doesn't mean that we lost them forever. Because the memories, the love, the time we spent together, will always be captured in our heart.