Grief, Love and Life Continued

There are no words loud enough to echo the pain of this kind of loss. It lasts forever. It shifts and changes as the years go by and it gets quieter over time, but there are still those times, even many years later, when you hit those pockets of grief - like turbulence on an airplane - and the pain is so loud you can hardly sit with it, and you can't open your mouth wide enough to let out the howl that lives inside your soul. That grief becomes a part of you, like a tree trunk growing around a foreign object, accepting it, until it lives deep inside the wood of the trunk and is an integral part of the strength of that tree. But there is always a deformity on the surface to remember that long-past invasion. That thing that shouldn't have happened that will never quite make sense, even when we know that the grief is part of what makes us who we are meant to become. It never changes missing someone who should have been here to dance through life with us.

The grief of the physical loss will remain forever, but the Spirit life remains. Unseen. Untouched. But here all the same. Grief stays.....but so does love and life.