I was never good at goodbyes

This week, i attended both a funeral and a wedding ceremony. I witnessed a lady vowing to love her husband, promising to keep him in sickness and in health. I witnessed one of the happiest days of her life, the beginning of a new chapter with her other half. I also witnessed another lady, tired out by life, crying her heart over the loss of her husband: her partner, her best friend, her love.

Then i realised something, i could easily picture myself standing in her place perhaps fifty years from now, trying to deal with the sudden cruel loss of someone you've been with almost all your life.

I remember reading the words off the lady's shirt, "God is watching over me". And i really felt sad, i felt so sad. I knew no one on this earth could do anything at all to make her feel better, to return her a piece of her heart.

Isn't it so difficult to suddenly sleep one night, alone? The still quiet night would be deafening, with grief attacking the heart, right at the core, all over again.

Finding someone you love, who loves you just the same, is absolutely a gift from God. And, it's one for you to treasure.