Life is full of unexpected slams and sadness – full of irredeemable loss; and also full of gentle kindness and unexpected human goodness. A friend has just died. His memorial arched over the fullness of kindness and love and the fullness of sadness and mourning.
There was a palpable sense of the bittersweet, of blended sadness and love, separation and togetherness, loneliness and solidarity. There was a palpable blend of isolating grief and overflowing, all-embracing comfort.
There’s fullness of love and grief in every real signing off, in every real goodbye. A true goodbye is bittersweet — full of loss and emptiness, full of waves of affection. There is something bittersweet, too, in knowing that though the body be lost, a kind and vital spirit remains.