Everybody has a loss. It is a part of life. I can’t explain it nor can you. It happens. We don’t have to like it and we can’t change it, but it still happens. I lost a cousin. He was also a trusted advisor as he was one of the best welders in this part of the world. I lost a friend that I liked to BS with about things, nothing, everything. Sure, I feel this loss. It is a great loss. But others lost more.
There is a mom and dad that lost yet another son. No parent should out live a child. And they dang sure shouldn’t have to lose two. Throw in some health concerns and other issues and it makes one weak at the knees to see how a set of parents can withstand so much, yet still keep going forward. I am in awe of people with such strong resilience. Faith in GOD. You better have faith that there is a higher plan.
Brothers and a sister that have lost another sibling. Sacrifices have been made to deal with earlier losses, yet previous practice hasn’t made this one easier. Nieces that looked up to him as a father figure. A daughter and a son that no longer have a father. Loved ones that just want their friend back. The family losses are almost indescribable. But it goes deeper than that.
A community lost a valuable member. Young people lost a mentor. Employees that no longer have a boss/job.
For some reason, the screen is blurry. I have things to say, but the words seem to get tangled up in the keyboard. There are emotions–anger, despair, dis-belief, hope, even joy knowing that he is in a good place and that he did leave behind a legacy. I don’t understand why, nor do I have to like it. But I can hope and pray.