Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Trying to turn losing into loving and morphing into meaning


Weird. Weird how some things change. Weird how some things change and are never the same again. Strange. I don’t know how to understand. Loss. Something that is a part of life. Loss. Of things we can never get back. Memories. All that is left to remain. So often in life, we lose. We draw what seems to be the short straw. We are abandoned. Left behind to face whatever it means that life is without someone or something we love. Loss is never easy. No matter what the case, no matter what the cause.
Rhythm. Rhythm is what brings us comfort. Love. Love is what brings us strength. It is in these times we are able to look around and find out who matters the most..who we can count on when we are the ones who experience loss. The people who matter most are those you yearn for. Those you can talk to, those you can rely on. These people are those who let you need them. They are there for you as you need them, when you need them, and they pay close attention to the things that you want and that you need. They find the things that are on your heart, discover why, and care for those things so that you are not left to stand alone.