When I arrived home last week from a work trip, I found a little note from Lacie titled “What I miss when you’re gone.” Aside from immediately feeling loved, I started thinking about what we all start to see when those we love are gone.
Her list, this idea of what stands out when loved ones are absent temporarily or for the rest of this life, is something each of us who have been around more than a few years can relate to.
The presence of an absence is like a highlighter, circling the things that normally blended in with the rest of the page but we now see in the forefront. We didn’t necessarily even realize we liked those parts until they’re absent.
Whether it’s a loved one passing or a separation that forces this lens upon us, buried into our lives are these little markers that will fill our hearts with the joy and sorrow of remembrance.
They’re blessings and curses. Ghosts and “good times.” It makes holidays happy and hard. It makes the heart grow fonder and the eventual heartbreak harder. Above all, it makes me more grateful right now, today, for what’s still present.
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