Our Loss

We all lost.
A son.
A husband.
A father.
A grandfather.
A brother.
An uncle.
A friend.
We all lost.
And at the same time,
We are trying to hold on.
Hold onto you,
While trying to let go of our pain.
It's an interesting paradox.
To smile through the tears.
Laugh in spite of the pain.
Trying to navigate our new world,
Without the map of you.
Some days, that compass is clear-
Like a sailor on a known voyage,
Stars lighting the way.
And other days, it's a dark, cloud filled sky.
Even when the sun does shine,
It doesn't seem as bright.
The hole in my world is too deep.
Thank God for the love that remains.
The love you left us with.
It burns an eternal flame,
And will shine upon us-
For the rest of our days.