The pain of loss. Part 1 of ∞.

It is already late. I am already tired. But I still feel it is important to start the internal discussion and to share a bit of it now... the pain of loss is fresh enough to take physical form at the moment. It is, of course, a predominantly emotional experience... but the ache in my heart feels much more than an expressed emotion... my physical heart very literally hurts. My mother, the co-creator of my body, has left this mortal plane and with her departure I am wrecked. I am not entirely sure how frequently or for how long I will delve into this subject... but this is where it is right now. And tomorrow will be something new, as the process of healing, experiencing, understanding the powerful and intense event of loss and I might just continue along in this vein again the next time I write.(which I expect will be sooner than my recent consistency would suggest.)