MWC DEATH| SELF-IMPROVEMENT| MWC
What Happened That Made Me Grow Up?
To come out of life’s phases is hard but necessary for self-improvement
Medium Writers Challenge (MWC) has given me a tough challenge because of the connection with real life. I choose MWC Death to let you know how I suffered after the death of a loved one and how I improved myself after facing death.
Death sharpened my vision towards life.
MWC is not a medium writer’s challenge but a challenge for me to express the experience in written words. When I started writing, I connected life’s dots in reverse order, which put me in a difficult position. To review the past life was not easy for me, but I did it by challenging myself. The more I thought about the past, the more I went back to that darker period of life.
When I read about the challenge, the MWC death clicked into my mind. The reason behind using the #mwcdeath was that I faced the death of close ones at a peak age of my life, which brought with it a different kind of realization in me about life. This has enabled me to stand out from the self and do something. It opened my childhood eyes and forced me to enter into a new phase of life. I think I have developed a deep connection with life and death after facing the loss of a special one.
“There was a day when I died; died to self, my opinions, preferences, tastes and will; died to the world, its approval or censure; died to the approval or blame even of my brethren or friends, and since then I have studied only to show myself approved unto God.” — George Müller.
I am going to share with you the story of my life. When I was 18 years old, I experienced a tragic death of a loved one. It was a shock for our family. We remain unable to accept that reality of death. He was lying, pale and yellow face on a hospital bed, and we were standing around him with salted eyes. At that time, we all are powerless — being faced with these natural laws, just as this poem describes the powerlessness of it all.
We understand nothing, but over time, I realize that it was not an ordinary death but the death of my inner childhood. The way we laugh, eat and enjoy life — all gone with death. I was dependent on him from every angle of life. I only found one solution — escapism at that time, then move slowly towards reality. I learned and grew over time.
Life is twisted into different phases, and we have to cross it to enter into a new one.
Similarly, the death of a loved one accelerated my death not a physical death day, but the death of my childhood behavior. During that period, I learn how people left you in a crisis. What were their real faces? How many care for you? and many more things.
After the death, I started understanding things. My perspective towards things also changed. I learn that life is full of unexpected goodbyes. I realized that I had lived in a fascinated world created by him. There were no responsibilities, no worries, no duties, only to enjoy myself. It appeared that I lived in a dreamland of my own. The utopian hope of living started to fade after the loss of a family member. I groomed myself, my thoughts, and my vision after the death. What do I understand about life and death? I explained in Haiku, Life & Death
I learned that our elders create a utopian world for us. Death made me realize that the world is a dystopia, and we make a utopian world. Death helped me to steep out from the illusionary world and understand reality. It nurtured my inner self. The good thing was that I start finding new ways to learn and earn to survive in the world and support my family. I found freelance marketplaces and tried them. Fiverr helps me to make some money, and Medium is helping me to learn and grow together. Death has scratched the layers of imagination and broadens my vision.
Now, I believe that the dying experience of my loved one was not an ending stage of life but a start of a new beginning. It gave me the courage to face every wave with brevity. Today, what am I, is the consequence of death. Maybe I would not have been able to express my thoughts if I had not experienced the death of a beloved family member.
In conclusion, I want to add :- “Believe in yourself and all that you are; know that there is something inside you that is greater than any obstacle”. No doubt, it was a bitter experience of my life, but I learned a lot and kept moving in life like a passenger. I also wrote a poem on it which is trending for several days. Click here
I heartily say thank you to the medium team for arranging this challenge. Though this might not an award-winning article, it has helped me to overcome the fear of the past. I came across the same feeling but at this time managed to face it like a brave man.
Thank You for reading
