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Where Are They?

Posted on: August 1, 2018 | Posted by: Alison Miller

Where are they…

The ones we loved in life,

love still, in death?

Where do they go when they leave our sides?

Do they exist in a far away Universe,

Unseen and unseeable?

Carried only in memory,

That shows itself in the wind,

In clouds tinged with the colors of a sunrise or sunset?

Do they see us as we wish for them?

Do they hear our cries of anguish?

Our pleas and our sorrow?

Do they hear us whisper their names into the air we breathe deeply into our lungs?

Do they see us hug our arms tightly around ourselves…

Remembering their arms around us,

Their hearts beating the rhythm of life and love,

Into our ears laid upon their chests?

Do they know? Do they hear us? Do they know us…still?

Oh, my Love…my beloved,

My heart beats for you and with you, wherever you are,

Wherever you might be.

Even if you are nowhere, my heart beats for you, for us,

For who we were together, on this earth, for fleeting years.

For who I am now, carrying your memory,

Carrying your Love,

Carrying all that we once were,

What I am, now, alone.

I carry your heart with each beat of my heart.

Categories: Widowed and Healing, Widowed Emotions, Widowed Signs from Loved One

About Alison Miller

My beloved husband Chuck died while we were full timing on the road. We’d rented a condo for our stay in southern CA, and I had to leave 3 weeks after his death. All I knew at that time was that I had to find a way to continue traveling on my own, because settling down without him made me break into a cold sweat. I knew that the only place I’d find any connection to Chuck again was out on the roads we’d been traveling for our last 4 years together. I knew nobody out on the road, I knew grief was a great isolator, and I knew I had to change the way I traveled without him, to make it more emotionally bearable for me. So I bought a new car, had a shade of pink customized for it, bought a tiny trailer and painted the trim in pink, learned how to tow and camp, and set out alone. My anxiety was through the roof, and all I knew to trust was the Love that Chuck left behind for me. I found Soaring Spirits early on, thank god, and the connections I made through SS helped ground me to some extent. I needed to know that other widow/ers were out there in my world, because I felt so disoriented and dislocated. Through Soaring Spirits, as the miles added up, my rig taking me north, south, east and west, I found community. I found sanity…or at least I learned that if I was bat shit crazy, I was in good company, and realizing that ultimately saved my sanity. PinkMagic, my rig, is covered with hundreds of names of loved ones sent to me by my widowed community, and I know it isn’t visible to the naked eye, but I’ll let you in on a secret…she actually illuminates Love as I drive down the many roads in our country, and I can see it through my side view mirror. Love does, indeed, live on~

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