DAy 3 - LOSS

I often think that I have experienced loss far too often, and I know this is something that happens to everybody. Loss changes us. It has changed me. Not once, not twice, but many times. There is no easy way—or perhaps no way at all—to remove the sense of missing from deep inside. Fight it, and it will only push back harder.

Now, I think the last thing  I want to do is to cherish my losses. But I know I need to ... embrace them. I need to cry over them till I can't cry any longer. Time after time. They matter to me because they are part of me. Each loss, no matter how painful, has shaped me, and I can’t separate them from who I am. And... Maybe I don’t even want to.