To be there for someone in a time
of loss
to offer one love and support
and
kindness
above all I think, kindness
there is no taking away the profound emptiness
of a light either slowly or suddenly
diminished
for a time there is no explaining it better
no real
understanding it more
no
reversal of fortunes
there is only the loss and the
longing
and the tug you can feel on the inside
and the ache
the dull numbing ache that
lingers
and the fog that will fill your ears
and your vision
and cause you to move through days
in slow motion
yet also you will see
there is love
there is love that somehow holds it all together
while respectfully
watching it all fall apart
there is love that underlines the good and the
plenty
among the sadness, the uncomfortable, the
regret
there is love that remains
and almost unfailingly
sustains
sometimes just quietly off in the corner
as not to disturb
then arriving as a bowl of warm soup
for comfort
best to be taken in small sacred spoonfuls
my love to you my cousins
on the loss of your Dad,
a son, a baby brother, a husband, an uncle, a cousin
a grandfather, a
friend
a light in the world of remarkable family memories
shared or endured
but with kindness as the cure
Good night Uncle Chris, I forgive you for letting me fall out of your car
I will love you always ♥