I didn’t plan to, but it was just… kind of perfect. Like many, I’ve been in mourning, still am, since last thursday, and I'm forever grateful for the LP family for writing and having meetups. There is still a hole in my heart. For the past week, I’ve shifted between denial, periods of deep sorrow, bouts of sobbing, fits of anger - rinse and repeat. All while feeling like something is missing. Someone. But yesterday evening, I walked on a hilltop in a park near my home. I had a Linkin Park playlist going. It had been raining all day and finally, the sun had decided to show it’s face and there was no wind at all. “Shadow of the Day” came on. I stopped, as I felt compelled to just stare at the sunset. I felt every word, every beautiful note Chester sang, and I just felt increadibly serene, almost happy, which I haven’t felt since that fateful day. There was another feeling that I can’t put a name to, but I’ve never felt it when listening to this song.It was so strange. It was as if in that moment, the song got a whole new meaning. It was like he spoke to me. It’s ok. I let his voice soothe me, his words hold my hand, all while I stared into the sunset with tears in my eyes and a smile on my face. In that moment, I swear he was telling me that he was ok, he was at peace. It was the strangest yet most beautiful moment. I almost didn’t share it, because it felt like a private conversation, bizzarre and selfish as it sounds. I felt content, finally. I had finally accepted the truth and I tried to convey my love by smiling even wider at the sky, while the last rays of sunshine illuminated the clouds in gold and red. Chester was light, he was warmth and hope. Much like a sunset. As the song ended, perfectly timed with the sun disappearing behind the sparse clouds, I couldn’t stop smiling. I said: “Thank you” and I felt a sudden gust of warm wind.