I think sometimes there may not be an answer to satisfy us. I was watching a show in reference to people loosing their loved ones recently and some of these people don’t know how to get past the grief.
The person who passed had taken up so much of their world that there’s literally a whole chunk of their lives now gone. I think every death within a love circle is a tear of some sort within the fabric of one’s journey. I also think some of those tears are so deep that life as these people know it will not look like it did before. The scars will be run deep and be visible possibly for the remainder of their lives.
I believe, when one passes over, that person may go back “home” to God or the whole collective peace realm or become a stuck ghost. However you see it yourself is perfectly okay. They have moved on in some way.
For the people still here, there is sometimes a feeling of relief, especially if the person was in pain for many years. Other times, it’s a sadness to some degree, from going to miss them to it ripping their life apart as mentioned above.
My response to people now is, “I am sad for your sadness.” It is a loss that can’t be changed, but the sadness will remain…to some degree. For that, I feel an empathy. This person, these people, now have to rework the fabric of their lives going forward. And, as I stated, sometimes that tear is too big to repair neatly.
I’d like to take a moment to explain that I believe love transcends the passing of a body. Love, in my thinking, never dies.
I can still love my grandmother, who made me a potholder as a child because I loved hers and she had heart problems…probably not knowing how long she’d live. She never did live long enough to meet my husband, no. That saddens me when I think on it. She was my favorite person as a child and I love the way she wrote, so pretty and lovely. Every time I do thread crochet, I think of her. She made a doily with a “bunch grapes” pattern. I now know that to be a stitch I probably won’t do. lol I did think, as a person in my 20s, I wouldn’t ever do thread work. Now, I do it often enough to make me happy and bring back the love.
I want you to know I see you. I understand that loss isn’t always repairable. I also want you to know that love transcends and that’s something to hold on to when there’s no longer physical presence.