I woke this morning to grey skies, gentle rain and a sense of sadness. Today a dear friend was saying her final farewell to her father. After enduring a long hard-fought battle, a loving family was saying their last goodbyes.
Love is all encompassing and with love comes strength; the strength to get back up again when you are down. You want to reach out, you want to help, you want to make things better. That sense of helplessness at times of sorrow is all pervading.
Sadly, loss is part of life. With any life inevitably comes a sense of loss.
Remember the good, recall the laughs, reminisce the love…
Don’t cry because it is over…smile because it happened.