Today it has been 5 years since my father left for a better world. It’s hard to believe how quickly time flies. I would not have believed that after so much time, such a deep wound would open.
In the hospital bed, he was trying to convince me not to give up the planned Christmas days, to go, not to spoil our holidays. Of course, I couldn’t leave.
What I didn’t know is that every year, every Christmas, with its joy, will also bring some sadness, and bitterness.
In a world where darkness seems to rule, we must make space for joy, peace, and tranquility.
Isn’t this the true meaning of Christmas? The promise of a reunion in a better world?
The last few years have been difficult for many of us, and it is very difficult to put these feelings into words, although it is the only thing that can bring comfort. When we can’t find words, it just helps to feel understood and to know that others have gone through these feelings too.
That’s why I chose today to offer my book “Turning Black into Color: photopoems for the brokenhearted, the path of finding resilience after losing someone dear and transforming the grief into happiness” until the holidays, at a special price.
2021 © Daciana Lipai | TURNING BLACK INTO COLOR
By documenting my journey through grief, and writing this book I want to bring a word of comfort to those in need, as I received when everything was black.
