A Journey Through Grief and Healing: Reflections on "We Live in Time

Hello,

Firstly, I want to apologise for my absence. It’s been a while since I last posted. Life sometimes takes us down unexpected paths, and recently, I’ve been navigating through some challenges that required my full attention. It felt right to take a step back, prioritise my loved ones, and focus on my own well-being during this time.

But now, as life settles back into some rhythm, I wanted to share something with you.

Not too long ago, I decided to go to the cinema alone. It wasn’t something I had planned in advance, but one of those spontaneous moments. I was looking for a film to watch, and I came across We Live in Time. I didn’t know much about the film. The little I knew was that it was about a couple facing challenges in their relationship. That was enough to spark my interest, and so I bought the ticket and off I went.

What I didn’t expect, however, was that the film wasn’t just about a couple’s relationship struggles—it was about a wife’s journey with ovarian cancer. As the story unfolded, I found myself feeling an overwhelming sense of familiarity. The emotions, the challenges, the moments of uncertainty—all of it seemed eerily similar to what I’ve lived through.

Watching someone else's pain on the screen felt like watching a mirror reflection of the pain I’ve experienced in my own life. I left the cinema feeling overwhelmed with sadness, as if I had just reopened a door I had carefully closed. It was a powerful reminder of how grief lingers beneath the surface, no matter how far we’ve come in our healing journey.

It’s been some time since I’ve dealt with the loss and the emotional rollercoaster that comes with it. And though I’m in a much better place now, moments like this film remind me that grief doesn’t have a set expiration date. Sometimes, it hits you unexpectedly, out of nowhere. And in those moments, all you can do is allow yourself to feel what you feel—without judgement, without rushing the process. It’s a part of the journey.

We often hear that time heals all wounds, but I’ve come to realise that healing doesn’t necessarily mean forgetting or “getting over it.” You never truly recover from grief. You don’t just wake up one day and feel “better.” What you do is learn to live with it, to accept it as part of your life, and to adjust to a new normal.

Grief changes us. It reshapes how we view the world and how we relate to it. But with time, we also find ways to adjust. We discover resilience we never knew we had. The rawness of grief softens, but the memory and the lessons it teaches remain. It’s a bittersweet journey, but it’s one that ultimately leads to growth.

Writing this blog post, reflecting on my experiences—both the painful and the healing. I share this with you in the hopes that if you’re also going through something difficult, you’ll know that you’re not alone. Grief doesn’t follow a straight path, but it’s okay to feel it, acknowledge it, and most importantly, to let it come and go.

Thank you for taking the time to read. I’ll be back soon with more posts, but for now, I just wanted to share these reflections with you all.