The pain of loss comes as witness, to bare testimony, to the realness of the love.
We are born to love and to suffer upon loss, and these come of having a healthy soul.
In loss, the seven stages of grief come as a a road of shards that can only be travelled upon with bare soles.
Loss comes and we feel the bonds of our love reach out into the ether, feeling them there yet wishing for their presence, to hold and nurture once more.
In loss we travel through the waves of grief, in that most unpredictable of emotional storms. If we are blessed there is a lighthouse to navigate toward, a place to go for shelter and warmth.