i kinda miss summer.
but then again, i miss
every season of life.
i miss every person i haven't seen
within three days
much more the ones i haven't seen
in three months; three years.
sometimes i've wondered what it'd be
like to not have that feeling
that feeling that tells you you are missing something.
i've wondered if we didn't have that,
would the agony of someones death be easier?
it's been years
since my grandpa died.
and my aunt and my little sister.
but still i miss them,
no matter how many years go by.
i fully realize that if we didn't miss,
then we'd take things for granted.
but i don't take things for granted
i cherish moments.
so why must i bear this awful agony?
why must my family grieve the loss
of so many people?
we do we have to miss?
i found an answer.
after thinking about it
the Lord brought it to my
attention that maybe,
it's to help others bear loss.
because then you can say
'i know how hard it is'
in all truth.
maybe it's just that then.
to help others.
to sympathize wholeheartedly with someone for
a loss or a happening or a thing.
and that glorious day feels so far off
i know there will be so many more days
where i'll cry after looking at the
pictures of my sister.
or cry at the evilness of this world
or for the souls of so many people.
missing teaches you something.
it teaches you to love more freely,
help more willingly.
so i really mustn't t think of death
as an agony,
a tragedy yes,
but God has been there.
He's been working
all along and will be for many more years.
forever, He'll be by my side.
and yours too.
just always remember that. xx