Every one of us deals with loss in our lives. Some losses are changes in relationships, like when our baby starts kindergarten or our oldest gets married and moves away. Deeper losses occur when a relationship dies, like when we lose our best friend, or we break up with a spouse. The deepest losses of all happen when someone we love dies, whether a parent, a child, or in my case, a husband far too young.
I have a loving family, generous friends, a beautiful house, a great job – and I am so very grateful. But I have lost deeply. I lost my soul mate and best friend; the person who would willingly scratch my back and rub my feet; the person who made me laugh and kept my secrets; the person who knew me better than anyone and still loved me. I lost the future I thought I had. It’s easy to get mad at God and the world, to get bogged down in the sadness and miss the joy. Telling my stories grounds me and reminds me I still have a life to live, and I can make it better by honoring and learning from what is past.
We have no choice in our losses, but we do have a choice in how we deal with them. Coming to that choice can take months or years, or even longer, but I hope that by sharing my ramblings, I can help you deal with yours. You can find something new posted here every other Wednesday.
I know I am on a path to feeling joy and finding peace; I hope you’ll come with me.