Funeral Weather

I went to a funeral today. I have learned that for me funerals are very sad occations with Mother Earth sending her condolances in the form of unfavorable gravesdie service weather. It is so hard to lose someone close to us, even difficult to lose someone that touched our life in some way. I believe in God and some sort of here after but I have never really understood how that knowledge or faith is supposed to bring comfort. The feeling of loss cannot be filled with anyone or anything else. The space that person occupied is forever empty. I have heard stories about feeling the lost one's presence in a certain place or having feelings of being watched over, dreams of messages, visions of light, just on and on. I suppose we chose to tell these stories as it makes the loss seem less real. Like they are 'not really' gone. Since no one can truely know until it happens and then it is impossible to clue the living in I guess we will keep feeling, and imagining, and telling stories. I do not like it one bit. Just one of those things I have no control over. I try to deal with what I know and I know I do not like the empty space. I love my family so much it hurts sometimes. I love my friends. Funerals I think are for the living. It is the one thing we can do to let the dear ones left know we feel the empty too. We take time out on very short notice to iron our Sunday best, brave the wind, cold, rain, sleet, or unexpected sudden heat wave to stand beside, hug, cry, hand out tissues, and just be there, together. We all feel the empty. We all hate it. kisses