Living Through The Loss


Life is Eternal

I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails
to the morning breeze and starts
for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength,
and I stand and watch her until at length,
she hangs like a speck of white cloud,
just where the sea and the sky come down
to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says,
"There! She's gone!"
Gone where? Gone from my sight-that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar
as she was when she left my side, and
just as able to bear her load of living freight
to the place of destination.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her;
and just at the moment when someone
at my side says, "There! She's gone!,"
there are other voices ready to take up
the glad shout, "There! She comes!"
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YouTube search caught me by surprise today

It always amazes me when I read a comment posted on Ashley’s page or after an airing of the 48 Hours Mystery about her death that is uncaring and insensitive.  It just makes you wonder what people are thinking when they throw things like that out into cyberspace for all the world to see, including the family of the victim.  You would think that after 4 1/2 years maybe I would have built up some sort of immunity to those harsh comments but no, I really haven’t.  And then today, I was looking for something on YouTube, totally off the subject of Ashley when I decided to type her name in the search field and, lo and behold, Ashely Barnett popped right up! So of course I clicked on it and there are several clips posted from her “48 Hours Mystery….Dark Voyage” on there. Even though it wasn’t bad or negative, it still just took my breath away to see her there and all the views and all the posts accompanying it.

This really brings it all home to me that we are living in a different age now.  One with technology and a firestorm of information coming at you from all directions.  The more we share, the more open we are, the more vulnerable we become.  There was a day when this kind of assault would never reach us but that day is gone. So while we are sometimes thrilled by the new connections we make and the swiftness of the information highway travel, we struggle to find new suits of armor now to protect us like never before.  There are firewalls and anti-virus protectors for our computers but where is the protection for a mother’s heart and soul? Perhaps it will come dressed simply as compassion.  A dream of mine, I guess!!

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