Life. The magic and fragility of it has become even more vividly apparent in the last couple of months. Our extended family are three members down. Also, the cutest, most idiotic and loving dog, a dog that cared for my children – almost as much as I did, became sick and left us. He got his furry wings and buggered off, leaving me and mine to deal with the fall out.
We could – and obviously do, sit and lament over their losses. As humans, we are pack animals. We mourn so painfully the loss of our loved ones. But what if we change our perspective? What if the person who has left us, hasn’t really gone anywhere? All that happens is that they are, for now- gone from view. They are still nearby, within touching distance, we just can’t see them. I don’t imagine them in an ethereal way…
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