I keep hoping she calls and tells me she regrets this.
I’m amazed every time at how much suffering any one of us experiences. If we live long enough. This statement above was from Frank. He and his wife separated one week before Thanksgiving and now Christmas had passed. And now New Years was here. She wasn’t though. The pain came, deep where he thought his roots once lived. Frank found that some mornings, he would roll over in bed, reach out and in the empty space that found him, he would awaken. He was alone. A pain that only the absence of something important and enourmous can bring, gaping, vacuous, and with it’s own force of gravity, that pain would grab at him, cold and sticky. Formless. He was losing shape.
Why won’t she come home?
This is familiar perhaps to you. In some one thing or another. You lost.
As this 2014 slips away, we hear a lot of the gratitude we “should” be feeling. And, well, we should. But for Frank, and those of us who have a struggle against the loss, if you can in any way, pick what to remember, remember that your love is not without form. Love is that way.
…Even so, just for the fun of it, to Frank, and the rest of us, let’s shake our fist at the losses like this!
you did not deserve my lashes
my curves the
drop from my hip
these lips or ankles I wear.
remember holding hands under the table?
you did not deserve my efforts
my passion that came like buckets of milk
nor the whisper of my
thoughts my nuggets of gold
remember?
the best that I have was
almost yours but you did not deserve
Self-care tip: Let us discover the form of Love again, in 2015, knowing that although we will inevitably again suffer, we will still have Love. That makes all the difference. Keep on!
Question: What have you lost? How does Love show you Her form? Please tell us your story.
Friend to Yourself 