Compassion

Sorrow and the teacher...

Sorrow and the teacher...

Something was missing as I walked in to the house, something was just not right.  It took me a moment as I closed the door to realize, my greeter was not present, and then I remembered, she would not be coming to see me any longer.  Her time with us had come to an end, and in that moment, the sorrow that had been lurking near the edges of life came in the door with me and settled into my heart.