A Love So Great


by Adena M’lynn


In the existence where the light of love once shone with an intensity that felt as though it could outlast time itself, a silence now pervades. It is a silence filled with an ache, a longing for the one whose presence once filled every part of life with warmth and laughter, now departed. This is the profound sorrow of losing someone you loved with every fiber of your being, a loss so deep it seems there are no words, no places on this earth where that love can be freely expressed without the person who shared it.


The pain of this loss is not a constant, steady force. It is unpredictable, catching you off guard in the quietest of moments, when the world seems unaware of the depth of your grief. It can surge through you like a rushing river, overwhelming and fierce, leaving you breathless with its intensity. At other times, it's like the softest rain, gentle and persistent, a reminder of the tears that fall, often unbidden, at the strangest of moments. 


It is in these moments, between the ebb and flow of sorrow, that you find yourself grappling with the sense of displacement. The world continues to spin, life moves forward, and yet, part of you remains anchored in a past that cannot be revisited, with a person whose absence is felt more keenly with each passing day. This feeling of having nowhere to place this immense love, no way to express it in a world that no longer holds the person it was meant for, is perhaps one of the loneliest aspects of grief.


Yet, in this ocean of sorrow, there is also a strange kind of beauty. A love so great that cannot be outwardly expressed finds ways to manifest in the everyday: in the way the sun sets, painting the sky in hues that remind you of their eyes, a scent in a breeze of their favorite perfume, in the melody of a song that echoes the laughter that once filled your days, and in the quiet moments of reflection that bring both pain and comfort. This love, though it brings tears at the strangest moments, is a testament to the depth of the connection shared, a bond not even death can sever completely.


In the end, the journey through grief is a deeply personal one, a path that each must navigate in their own way. The pain, like a river, will have its calm and its turbulence, its moments of overwhelming sadness, and its instances of quiet, reflective rain. But through it all, the love that sparked such deep emotion remains, a beacon of what was, and a gentle reminder that even in the deepest sorrow, there is still the capacity for love, an indelible mark on the heart that endures beyond the confines of life and death.




Location: Rolling Fork, MS 39159, USA

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