Sorting today. And in doing so, coming upon more pictures of Shirley. Still grappling with the fact that she is gone. How can one just be gone? They were there and then they weren't.

I have faced this dilema all of my life. With my mom, my dog, relatives and friends, and I have to say that it never gets any easier. Never!

It is at times like this that I wonder what life is for? Really.
And I am a 'Christian'... no less. What grand lessons are we supposed to be learning whilst here on the green sphere that we tread? Whatever they may be, I don't think we learn them.

We continue to live like the world revolves around us individually. Like we are the most important things on the planet. Are we? And if we aren't, what is?

I dunno folks...after seeing one after another felled by death's merciless scythe in my lifetime, I still have nothing figured out. If death can't change the souls left behind, nothing can. If losing those that our feelings are so tied up with and wrapped up in to the point of breaking hearts and shattered lives, and unfulfilled dreams...is supposed to move us to be better, it isn't working.

Have lots of thoughts floating around the gray matter this week. Aftermath of loss.
And I suspect it won't be the last time.