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There exists in the wake of your leaving,
A vacuum.
Even though I know — I will see you again —
One day.
The quiet of your absence fills my very soul.
Your scent no longer lingers on my sheets.
Your laughter no longer fills the air.
Your love walks with you on to the next thing.
I am slowly filled with peace & gratitude —
For the time we spent together.
Not everyone is lucky enough to have something so wonderful
To miss it so very much when it is gone.
We, so often, look at Love only in terms of Romantic Love. And while I am inspired to write this piece in the wake of a visit from My Best Friend, these words also apply to so many other Humans in My Life. I feel them after each visit with The Magical Creatures — there is no sound emptier than that which echoes in the space left behind by children. I feel it in my grief for The Irishman — which, even after more than a year, still has a sharp bite of pain. I feel it in the memories of my mother — and all of my life that I missed sharing with her. And yet, I am so very grateful to have the Love of all these beautiful beings in My Life.
Namaste.
“How lucky am I to have something so special, that makes saying goodbye so hard.” — Winnie the Pooh.
