My Storm of Loss and Saying Good Bye to Loved Ones

There comes a time in everyone's life when you have to say good bye to a loved one. You may never know the time, nor the circumstances, but it happens. Being prepared is not an option; You never are. You just have to plant your feet firmly against the buffeting storm of loss, look to the skies, know that the winds will change, and be at peace in the turmoil.

The past 12 months have been a whammy for me. Losing a close friend's Father, an old Friend, a past co-worker, a childhood friend's Mother and my Birth Mother who gave me up to a wonderful life 50-something years ago.
I'm not sure how often this happens to one person, but it sure did happen to me.

I knew them all.
Some knew me better than others.
None a greater loss than the rest.
All have a piece of my heart.
But to my Birth Mother goes a piece of me. It's like a part of my life has been removed from this Earth. A void exists where I once found pieces of me in a past I never lived.

Finding words to console me now is kind of a useless effort. I'm sure they're out there, but time will let me find them. Then the healing will begin.
For now, the storm is losing it's strength. Or maybe I'm getting better at planting my feet. Maybe I'm learning which way to turn so the pelting rain hitting my face hurts less.

I'm sure that a few more tears will be shed, and a lot of times remembered will bring smiles. Priceless times to hold in my heart, remembering loved ones with the joy they brought.

Rest in Peace, Faithful Souls. Rest in Peace.

M