It was a day of celebration. A happy day. Yet tears of sorrow escaped my eyes and aches of pain found my heart. Since losing my mother, there is a lot of sadness on happy days.
Holidays. Graduations. Weddings. Births. Special days of celebration.
All full of excitement and bliss, yet also sprinkled with ache and love’s grief.
Days full of joy and beauty, are days also clouded with sadness and longing.
Days that fill your soul with glee and gratitude and excitement.
Days that also make you ache for the absence of someone special.
Days that make the empty seat feel more noticable and larger than ever before.
Sadness on happy days.
After you lose someone, celebratory days are an intricate blend of happiness and sadness.
Radiance mixed with despair. Delight mixed with sorrow. Bliss mixed with heartache.
A lot of sadness on happy days.
Days meant to recognize the gifts and blessings that fill our lives, also become days that remind us of the forever absence we endure. After losing someone you love, you learn to walk with braided feelings of both joy and pain, constantly. Priceless mixtures of love and loss. Always.
The beauty is letting love and happiness win power and influence.
The beauty is allowing the reason for celebration to overtake the emptiness caused by loss.
Let the tears fall, notice the ache and the pain, and acknowledge the grief.
Then, celebrate.
Dance and love and sing.
Laugh and hug and smile.
There is sadness on happy days because you were blessed with a love worth remembering, a relationship worth missing, and a life worthy of never being forgotten.
“Celebrate we will, for life is short but sweet for certain.” -Dave Matthews
