The last day of 2016 is appropriately dreary here with rain and a damp chill. Just the thing to reinforce a melancholy mood or at least induce a good nap. All around it seems every media outlet has complied their list of notables that we have lost in 2016. This is as it should be. These shared lists run to actors and singers and other entertainers. Too seldom do they list the heroes whose names are not written on stars in the sidewalk but who made a real difference in someone’s life. Pity, that. We need to be reminded of heroes more.
Many of us take a cup of kindness yet to remember those who have departed that will never show up a list of ‘notables’ except in our hearts. Family and friends no longer with us who shared themselves in uncountable ways. Faces no longer to be seen except in old photographs or their digital cousins. Voices ditto no longer shared fresh daily but sometimes played back from a recording. Quiet stillness everywhere but always alive in our hearts.
It is now commonplace to remind one another that no one ever ‘gets over’ a loss, but that time can fade the pain somewhat. For those who have lost a loved one this year, that anesthetic has scarce effect.
So at the end of the year, in melancholy fashion, it is right and proper to remember those departed so dear to us. Tomorrow will dawn a new and bright new year full of promise and fears; how that will turn out depends on us. Tomorrow resolve to hug those dear to you a little tighter; to make on new occasions memories that will remain fragrant through the years no matter what else may come.
“Will the circle be unbroken,
by and by Lord, by and by?
One by one their seats were emptied.
One by one they went away.
Now the family is parted.
Will it be complete one day?”