Loss is something we can take for granted, especially if it is far from home. The world we have created leaves no room for grieve. Yes, you’ve lost, but life goes on and waits for no one. Yes, you’ve lost, but eventually, we all get tired of hearing your sad story. Yes, you’ve lost but there are a million other people in worse off places.
I cried because I felt Chrissy Tiegen and her family’s pain, the emptiness where there was once a life. I remembered all the losses I have had in my young life. How I’d suffered in silence because I truly believed there would be nobody there to hold me. I’d feared being a burden to old friends and new…slowly, slowly, I lost the moon’s glow within.
I imagine how many beautiful souls walk held up high, smile ever so radiant, a laugh so boisterous, only to return home to dreadful emptiness where even sleep does not dare to visit.
I wonder what becomes of the workaholics who win award after award, are gifted with growth and abundance in their chosen endeavors, and still have no one to share their glory and doom with except for ghosts of the ones long gone.
It is a familiar and welcoming place to visit again and again. The initial pain numbs with Time. We learn to coexist with the hollow halls that echo faint whispers of life. If lucky, we may even convince ourselves that we are whole again.