A Silenced Love
Our Presence was her essence. Just the mere sight of us would spark a light so bright that it would bring joy to the darkness of the night.
With every look we gave her we received one back, but her eyes conveyed more than just “I Love You”, her eyes spoke the words she couldn’t speak and gave us the hug we wouldn’t feel.
Her silenced love was rendered by Multiple Sclerosis, an autoimmune disease that affects the central nervous system in a way that will deteriorate the mind and body; making the person seem as if they are absent.
Because “I Love You” won’t receive “I Love You Too” and “Hi” will receive no “Hi” back and because that’s a fact; I have to remind myself that “I Love You” is just a phrase that we have created, that is so commonly thrown around. 8 letters and everything that comes along with it really mean 4 letters and most of the time we don’t “show” it.
So I’ve learned to see that “I Love You” is not based on whether or not you hear it, but if you feel it.
The one thing I know is that my NANA felt. She could feel our love and we could feel hers through her eyes, her touch, and her smile. When those three things were combined, her love was undeniable.
While part of me hates MS another part thanks it for exposing me to a new kind of love, one that moves in silence, one where the absence of validation provides a real indication of love in a world where the comfort of a voice makes far too many people rejoice.
By: Kheelen Pierce
With every look we gave her we received one back, but her eyes conveyed more than just “I Love You”, her eyes spoke the words she couldn’t speak and gave us the hug we wouldn’t feel.
Her silenced love was rendered by Multiple Sclerosis, an autoimmune disease that affects the central nervous system in a way that will deteriorate the mind and body; making the person seem as if they are absent.
Because “I Love You” won’t receive “I Love You Too” and “Hi” will receive no “Hi” back and because that’s a fact; I have to remind myself that “I Love You” is just a phrase that we have created, that is so commonly thrown around. 8 letters and everything that comes along with it really mean 4 letters and most of the time we don’t “show” it.
So I’ve learned to see that “I Love You” is not based on whether or not you hear it, but if you feel it.
The one thing I know is that my NANA felt. She could feel our love and we could feel hers through her eyes, her touch, and her smile. When those three things were combined, her love was undeniable.
While part of me hates MS another part thanks it for exposing me to a new kind of love, one that moves in silence, one where the absence of validation provides a real indication of love in a world where the comfort of a voice makes far too many people rejoice.
By: Kheelen Pierce