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About Loss

I can’t figure it out.  I’ve had my share, yet each time it happens it completely shocks my system and I think, ‘How am I going to get through this? How do people get through this?’  Each time I look back and try to summon courage, to tell myself that I’ll be okay.  I’m not dead or damn near, so I’ll be fine.  Yet, I can only remember the beginning.  The initial loss is clear in my mind.  I can smell, taste, and feel whatever was going on at that particular moment.  However, the middle gets blurry, and the end, though microscopic, always reveals itself as tied up in a nice little bow…….  Which makes what is happening right now seemingly impossible to get over.