Heather Mousa

We think we have forever. Then she dies, at the age of 22… We regret each moment we missed with her. But regret is useless, even a more waste of life. Aren’t we idiots to think we have forever to live???

Then we wonder… what kind of world are we living in. Certainly, it is unfair. It is harsh, cruel and sad… It steals our dear ones, just as they start living, just as they blossom. It aims straight for the heart. And there is absolutely nothing to do about it. All we can do is try to make the best of it… before we die… or before our dear ones die.

We say “stuff” like: “She is in a better place”… “Her soul is at peace now”… “At least she is not suffering anymore”… But seriously, there is nothing to say in situations like this. She is not here anymore. She ceased to exist. And that’s, basically, it. Nothing can be said to calm a grieving mother, father, brother, aunt, uncle or friend. Nothing can make anything better at this very moment. Only time.

May you rest in peace Yara… Your smile and lively spirit will always shine on us, and hopefully inspire us to, actually, live as lively and happily as you did.

Love,
~ Heather ~