Sometimes We Lose

After a certain point, I think maybe we all learn to live with a little grief all the time. It becomes part of who we are. As a dear friend recently wrote to me, loss is never mitigated. At its core, it's still loss and life goes on, no matter how much we hurt, no matter who leaves us. Not all empty spaces are meant to be filled. If we could be turned inside out, I sometimes wonder, would some of us not resemble swiss cheese?

I suppose you could make an argument that without loss, we'd never appreciate life for its sweetness and shortness. It wouldn't help but you could make it.

If we get to a place where the empty spaces outnumber the filled in ones, is it time to call it a day? Do we have the right to give up?

Of all the dark places we get to go in this life, suicide may be the darkest and the hardest to comprehend.

There's a popular saying that says be kind, everyone is fighting a battle we know nothing about.

Sometimes we lose.