‘The hard part about losing a loved one’, someone once said, ‘is that they’re always gone.’ I knew what they meant. When my sister died last February, I knew I would miss her. I just had no idea how much.
Grief has an uncanny tendency to rear its head when you least expect it.
After she passed away, I decided to commemorate her life by giving a talk about her in church. During the service, I was blessed enough to have a couple congregation members sing ‘Angel’ by Sarah Mclachlan. Whenever I hear this song, I am filled with a sense of sadness.
This feeling carries over to other incidents. I’ll suddenly remember a joke the two of us shared. Or I’ll be looking through some of my things, and find an old picture of the two of us. And, although I am thankful for the time we spent together, it is hard for me to accept that I won’t see her in this life, again.
RIP Meredith, your soul soars high, your memory strong, your spirit limitless. I am blessed for having known you.