This week I had to face something that is wholly painful. Someone I have known and loved for a long time has told me that they can no longer be a part of my life, in any capacity. My heart hurts. This person knows me, KNOWS me. I am no longer welcome to pick up the phone and check in. I will no longer know them, will not have the pleasure of meeting their children, nor watch them grow old. Damn it. I feel bereft of this bond that has been there for the past 12 years.
There is really not much I can do to change things and this has not come about because of anything I have done. So, what to do, but mourn? Yeah, mourn the loss of my touchstone, my "gypsy." Goodbye you.