weekend-engagement-week-191::--I am haunted by the pain of loss

Hello WEEKEND EXPERIENCES community, I hope you are having a great time in your busy schedule. Also, my love to the Hive family. I am delighted to participate in the Week-191 contest by #weekend-engagement. Also, the word "obsessed" you gave is a wonderful word that many people have little idea about. But I am trying to say something right. Education is our basic right which I am always happy to achieve the goal of including all in this education.

Pixabay

the topic of the week
What are you obsessed with and why? Answer and explain one for the present and one from your past. Don't forget to use your own photos.

First I want to say something about obsession. Obsessed or affected vision is called opal vision. Obscured vision is not free or clear. Yes I'm obsessed

Parents are a treasure that tops everything in the world. I'm so obsessed with grief. God sent me to this world with his glory and beauty. Which was fully contributed by my parents. Since my childhood, I have seen my parents with respect and love. I am grieving I lost my biological father in 1997. But I was studying in class three then. I miss my father's care and love. But it is difficult to find such a person in the world who does not fear death. So I was haunted by my father's death.

Pixabay

I am more obsessed with my dear mother who passed away in 2014. I always remember this loving mother from my heart. And I was more haunted by the pain of losing a mother than a father. Also I am more disoriented as I am an orphan in this world. Currently though I reflect on all my responsibilities as equivalent to a father. But my imperfection will never be fulfilled. I understand that.

Pixabay

My mother from class three till 2014 I am around 22-23. My mother raised me so carefully. The pain of losing him brought a storm of relief to my heart. Also death is a great loss of life which is the hardest answer. Who can be loved who is infatuated - I had more infatuation with my mother than my father. Which makes me cry at the thought of losing him. The contribution of my mother's suffering is immense. There is love in him, there is love, the last water of love was for me. He was constantly haunted by the thought of that death. I still remember those words. He used to tell me he was going to die, I couldn't figure out what was going on inside him. But I did not sleep at night after hearing that. When a parent speaks to a child that can be overwhelming, that child becomes a spring inside. I am haunted by my mother's death which haunts me every moment.

Presently I am living with my lovely wife and my lovely daughter. I am happy to be a father and I am inspired by the birth of my daughter. As my daughter grows up, it is my responsibility to cry and love her. I continued that. Also the obsession with losing my mother. However, it will never be fulfilled. But my daughter became a way to fulfill the obsession. I feel peace in my heart when I call my daughter mother. And though I can never reconcile past and present. But those cries still shake me. Like last night I cried a lot thinking about my mother. Also tried to find the reasons for my obsession. I wrap my heart around all the memories I have of my mother before her death, which fills me with love every moment.

_{Thank you for reading my creative article blog .Stay safe,stay happy.i think if you find any mistake in writing or something. Please allow me to correct it.And find me on social media.}

_{Twitter Discord
My introduced link}

All Prepared by @mdakash62