I’ve been thinking a lot about the word LOSS and what it means to me
And what people mean to me
And the phrase “life is too short” keeps replaying in my head now more than ever
Cause I’ve seen loss
And I felt loss
I know how much it hurts
I know how draining it is to start all over again
It hurts, it really really hurts
And some days I don’t think I can do it
Some days i don’t want to
We all go through it
It’s a universal curse
That we all have to live with
We all just learn to process it differently
Dictionary definition defines loss as; the fact or process of losing something or someone.
Misplacement, overlooking, deprivation, depletion…
How do you define losing a person?
Losing moments?
Losing existence?
How do you do define your life after their departure?
How do you move on from someone you truly loved? I don’t mean it in a romantic manner
But how does life look after someone who made an impact in your life departs?
Sometimes I question God, and I know it’s wrong
But why introduce me to pain?
Why introduce me to loss?
And he always responds back; and says “I never promised you a life without pain or loss but I did promise that I’d be with you through it all.”