When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. ~ Kahlil Gibran
Over the past couple years, I have had what seems to be far more than my share of loss, loss in the many forms it can take. Although some forms are obvious; death, the end of a relationship, losing a beloved pet, what may feel like loss doesn't always look like loss; new chapters in life which ended an era, transformations, children growing into themselves, change which required letting go of the old to make room for the new, and so on. Each loss, obvious or not, was in one way or another something dear to me for it is only that which mattered in its presence in my life that continues to matter in its absence. In this, I suppose, having so much I cared about is a very good 'problem' to have.
On a related note, in the course of this, many a tear has been shed, so many that I have become quite the connoisseur of tissues. Puffs plus with lotion, now that's the good stuff. ~ Mk Michaels
