Matthew Piper

From Emily Dickinson, " Each that we lose takes part of us; A crescent still abides, Which like the moon, some turbid night, Is summoned by the tides."

On this anniversary of loss, the author Kathryn Schulz offers the origin of the word as in fact an apt analogue for the experience of loss: "The verb "to lose" has its taproot sunk in sorrow; it is related to the "lorn" in "forlorn." It comes from an Old English word meaning to perish, which comes from an even older word meaning to separate or cut apart. The modern sense of misplacing an object only appeared later, in the thirteenth century; a hundred years after that, "to lose" acquired...

Losing someone is the hardest thing to accept. Remembering you is easy, I do it everyday.
Missing you is the heartache, that never goes away.

Seeing your light shining through the eyes of the children you have left behind is a gift I will cherish all my life.