There has never been a poet able to heal with words, nor accurately express with phrases, the pain of missing a lost loved one.
I am always saddened by the death of a good person. It is from this sadness that a feeling of gratitude emerges. I feel honored to have known them and blessed that their passing serves as a reminder to me that my time on this beautiful earth is limited and that I should seize the opportunity I have to forgive, share, explore, and love. I can think of no greater way to honor the deceased than to live this way.
Missing them hurts! And while the hole in our hearts will never be filled again, we can find comfort knowing that they are nestled within the loving embrace of God… and that we were blessed to know them… even if only for a little while.
– Steve Maraboli