My soul flounders in the feelings of grief this week. The passing of someone who I never met, yet has touched my life. Her story is one that has broken my heart a million times over.
I see the pain in the faces of those who loved her, but could not save her. I have listened to their stories over many years. I hear their desperation and frustration for a lost soul only trying to find her way in a world where nothing truly eases her pain.
The feelings I have are uncomfortable and unfamiliar pulling hard on my heart strings, tears echoing in my soul. I hear her crying when I close my eyes and think of her. Over and over her pain rumbles through me. Regret. Yet there is nothing I can do for her or her loved ones as the grief is raw.
Her spirit will live on in the beauty of her children who carry her features, mannerisms and memories. The happy moments will be shared with loved ones when they gather to remember her. And she will finally find peace as her tears turn to waves of love. You were lost here, but never up there. May your wings carry you high above the ones you left behind to watch over them.