These are the times that try one's soul. The longing to pick up the phone and call the newly departed. The sense of loss, moments of desolation, it never gets any easier. The family circle shrinks, one moves on, one step closer to the front line.
That being said, each day I awaken is a gift, each day in the garden is more joyous, family more dear (warts and all!) Grief causes one to pause, and consider the absolute reality that life really is fleeting. Kindness and gratitude have become even more important in my daily life, and that in itself is something to be grateful for.
Contemplating the fragility of existence is not for the feint hearted. Death is a thief of the worst ilk. Yet face it we must, and over time trust that the pain will diminish. The emptiness of loss will never heal completely, but the scar left behind will become another battle wound of life's journey.
Eventually, the joyful memories will feel less bitter, the tears will lessen, and I will embrace the blessings of my journey today. Onward.......
Amen.
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