The struggle of dealing with loss, this is a commonality I think everyone shares. I hate losing , It can be on the smallest of scale of things, or to the deepest place in me. This has brought some of my most fearful moments in life. I have experienced sever rage at myself, others and God, as I understand it, loss is a complete sense of powerlessness. There have been many losses, of people places and things, and no matter what the circumstance, there are periods of grief, and that is what is the hardest emotion of all. You are in that place where you just can’t put it all together, you don’t know what you feel, how to feel, or if you should even feel. You think your numb, but in the truest part of you there’s never any numbness. We scream at it, we drink at it we, try to conceal it , we can’t let anyone in, but yet we are wanting for something to soothe, the anguish of loss.
Time sometimes heals, but it never really takes it away, something is missing, that you depended on, it’s no longer there. These are the very emotions that can make you lose faith, or completely drive you towards it. with out believing, or hope we no longer have reason. Purpose is what has driven us to survive, centuries of human struggle and we have a reason to continue on. I know that there were many times that I wanted to just quit because, I had just lost purpose due to loss. When those moments were presented, something inside just whispered, just keep going, your going to be okay, so by the miracle of that moment , something I had lost, actually brought me more than anything I had before. So in reality, the acceptance of loss, is one of the greatest tools of the human experience, it is the catalyst to keep reaching, keep believing, keep trying, keep hoping, and keep thanking the POWER of all, for everything that was a gift in the first place. The grief of loss, is replaced, by the knowledge of the GIFT.
PEACE OUT. M