Missing

M
issing is a word that we hear a lot. Not just recently either. I remember while I was growing up, tearing my bedroom apart looking for something or other that was missing and one of my parents saying that it wasn't missing just misplaced. But what about the feeling of missing something or someone. Or even when the term is used for some who has just seemed to drop off the face of the earth.

No, I'm not going to talk about missing the most recent episode of one my favorite shows, this is going to be a more serious random thought. I am going to be talking about the loved ones that have moved on to the next stage of existence, you know the friends or relatives that we are unable to visit with because they have reached the spiritual level of their existence.

I guess I'm writing about this subject because there has been a lot of physical loss among my friends and family over the last year or so. I understand that it is part of living and the cycle of life, but it is hard for the emotions to catch up to the mental understanding that we have.

Every once and a while, after someone close to you has moved on to the next plain of existence, have you found yourself even for a fraction of a second wishing that you could see them or even speak with them about something. Then you realize that you can't because they are not hear physically anymore. Well that is the mental giving in just for the tiniest bit to the emotional.

I know my mental has been giving into my emotional recently hear, because I really just want to speak with some of my great-aunts. I can only think of them and hope they hear my mental voice crying to them for support and guidance. Only because of what is going on in my life, with my Grandmother, their sister, has been mentally lost (due to COPD with Dementia) to me for almost a year now and it is hard for me to deal with (even with the loving support of my husband and other family members) both mentally and emotionally.

For right now you see, I am going through the toughest form of missing, because I can physically see the person, but it's a gamble on whether she will remember me and my husband when we go to see her. Missing a person who is physically here but has mentally moved to a different plain of existence is the hardest in my opinion.

Keep thinking creatively!