A few days ago I received the news that a friend at the age of 68 had died. Our lives met and intertwined a few years back. Like much of life we both had different journeys and with the passage of time we would stay in touch via email. Even with the distance of space and time it was sad news.
I shed a few tears as I reflected upon the time we spent together. Each time I receive this kind of news my life is changed. If you have lived any amount of time, you have like me, experienced these endings. Endings create transition, and transitions mean that a part of me dies too. We call these transitions grief.