Loss and reflecting on loss



This has been a week of loss and reflecting on loss, a hard one without a respite apart from in the comfort of family and friends. Before this week, I was listening to the Watchhouse song titled Echo, and it is more appropriate for this week. It is a sad song, with no comfort apart from that offered by experiencing the sadness as it comes. I’ll note - my family and I are safe and well - so don’t worry about us!

Well I try to close my eyes

Clear my mind

Just listen to the wildflowers grow

Such whispers on the breeze

It don’t come easy now

Over all this noise

Spent my youth among the pine

They used to sing a tune so fine

And the wind moved like an echo

Carryin’ their voices