Monday, 22 April 2013 14:21
Written by Michael Tickner
Reflecting on the loss of our dear friend Rob Lemmers.
One of my tribe left today and I miss the soul, whose place cannot be filled,
in the same strong yet gentle, eager to laugh at life, sort of way.
I have heard myself say to others at such times, that those we love, live in our
heads and hearts most of the time, when we don't constantly share space.
But when their line is broken, the weight of their being leaves our presence,
casting us adrift, handicapped by the loss in silent lingering moments.
Life is not complete as it seemed as yesterday, and the ignorant sun continues
its path. Those of us remaining gather under its warmth, yet not as pleased with it as before.
Children will grow, parents will age, and things will continue to change.
But that place once so wonderfully filled will remain, as a place now cherished with warmth of memory.
This as with all things will change; such is life and the changing energy of it.
As difficult as this may be at times, there is a knowingness that this is the continuing story for all.
It is always the ideas, and experiences shared that travel on, from a presence gone from our immediacy.