Intellectually, it makes no sense to me, that when you are
missing someone in your life, that one day has a bigger impact on you than
other days, but it seems that sometimes that’s exactly the case. Dates trigger reminders, reminders trigger
memories, good and bad. The middle of
the month has become difficult for me as Dave died on the 12th and
Adam on the 14th. This month
I am counting 21 and 18 months. It seems
like way too much time since I was able to breathe in their warmth and bask in
their smiles. What I try to do, when I
become overcome again with what these losses have created in my life, is to be
still and feel their spirits. Who they
were and what they brought to me and to anyone they cared for in their life was
a gift that we can carry with us. We can
conjure those wonderful feelings and memories.
It may bring more tears, but I’ve decided that just as anything in our
lives, we have to cleanse things so they remain in good condition. I need to allow this pain, give those feelings
a release, so I don’t become angry or bitter or change who I am and who I want
to be. Tears can be cathartic. It’s good to understand that, whether you are
the griever or the one watching feeling helpless. Know its okay. Know that, in fact, it’s actually wonderful
that I or anyone else you know, was so blessed with incredible relationships,
that the loss is felt so deeply. There
are those that go through this life without ever having had anything so
profound or real.
I love that we are in the midst of experiencing the Perseid
meteor shower. When I couldn’t sleep
last night, I went out on my back patio and took in the night sky. The sky was deep indigo, and the stars were
not just present, they were dancing!
They sparkled and twinkled, shining with effervescence and I even was
delighted to see a shooting star in this dazzling spectacle. Call me a sucker, call me simple, call me
whatever you like, but my soul was filled and comforted with the beauty there
was to behold. It was so comforting, as
if the heavens were winking at me, and giving me a tiny glimpse of how
beautiful and joyful that existence might be.
I could go back to bed and for a change, fall right to sleep, assured
that all was just as it should be.
So when I think of my guys, my parents, all my loved ones
who are no longer present to us, and when you think of yours, I hope that our tears are for the joy we are missing
and our smiles are because we know just how blessed we have been.
Twinkle, twinkle little star, I no longer wonder what you
are…….Up above the world so high, like a presence in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle little star, you bring
comfort from afar.

You are always so eloquent with your words. I love your thought process and the fact that you totally own your grief and your love. I couldn't love you more, and those men, they were definitely shooting those stars your direction last night
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