I was recently confronted with the loss of a relative. I know these things happen, but each time a loved one dies, for me it still hurts just as much as the first time I lost someone I loved. No one can make that loss seem less of a hole in my life, regardless of how close I am to the ones trying to fill it or how much they care about me.
And doesn’t it feel strange when you realize the next day actually arrives on time and the pets still need to be fed, and the dust bunnies are still gathering in the corners of the hallway waiting to take over when you’re not looking. You’d think that in times like this life would take a moment to reflect and feel the loss. But it doesn’t….it just keeps spinning.
This made me think when I die I’d like someone to take a moment and weep for me. It seems fitting……..and right…..and a loving thing to do. So here’s a moment for you, David………….You were so loved and adored by all who knew you. The world is less because we lost you too early, and my world was so much more because you were in it. Thank you for touching so many with the great gift of you. You WILL be missed by many.
Julie Butch Wife Extraordinarie-in-Training