Missing people in your life is a very normal thing. Death separates us; distance separates us; time separates us. All these elements of their nature are difficult. Our emotional ties to those who have died, and to those who have moved on or moved away (out of our lives) remain -- but are blocked by elements beyond our control.
I miss Sheila every day -- in a hundred ways. Visions and moments of deja vu scatter across my daily life like leafy shadows in a forest. I also miss close friends, former lovers, friends who are "not to be" and categories of acquaintances, either momentary or extended, who have somehow had an impact on my life. Certainly Tosha, Tina, (in different ways obviously), Maureen, and even those who never became more than spectres (and so shall go unnamed) are there as well.
Absence does not make the "heart grow fonder" -- it only makes for a more solitary life. I miss them all.
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