
> Life is precious. Too precious to be taken for granted. Some of us are perhaps more aware of that than others.
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> The arrival of new life is celebrated.
> When the arrival is fresh, and still remains practically hidden, the celebration is a quiet one.
> As its arrival in our world becomes more practically defined and imminent, the celebration and gladness step up a notch.
> And when that new life emerges for all to see, the joy is celebrated with fanfare.
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> Same with life that leaves this world.
> A life that was lived to its fullest and appreciated, is mourned when it leaves. Those around grieve and are given time to absorb their loss.
> A life that was lived but only for a short time, is missed when gone. Those who haven't had a chance to get to know it, can easier forget.
> A life that was never known, never heard, and parted almost without chance to be celebrated seems to have no chance to be missed.
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> Oh, but it is missed.
> By those who celebrated its arrival.
> By those who cherish the very essence of life.
> By those who anticipated this new life for an eternity of time.
> By those who breathed their every breath for too short a time sharing it with that life.
> By those who yearned to share a lifetime with this new life.
> By those who loved its very being.
> By those who carried it.
> By me.
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> Don't tell me not to miss it.
> Don't tell me it never lived.
> Don't tell me to move on.
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> That hurts me.
> It denies the existence of the life i carried.
> Of the life i yearned for.
> Of the life i loved.
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> I can accept my loss as it is Hashem who gives and takes.
> I can accept my loss as it is Hashem who knows what's best.
> I can accept my loss as it is Hashem who decides how and when.
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> But you, can you accept my loss?
> Can you accept that Hashem gave and took?
> Can you accept that Hashem knows what is best?
> Hashem decided when to give but then He took it back?
>
> Acknowledge my loss, help me accept it.
> Acknowledge my loss, that will help me absorb it.
> Acknowledge my loss, for that's what it is.
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> A loss of something precious.
> An unknown but bright future.
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> Ultimately it's the loss of life giving way for something greater than life.
> Hashem's master plan.
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> I stand humbled.
> And thank you for allowing me to accept His plan with love.