A resident in our house moved out today. There was visible excitement as he packed up his car and cleaned out his room. Emotions were tangible. As his car filled, the room emptied. There was little left that indicated his presence. The removal of “Bob” the Griffin, was the indicator of completeness of his departure.
It was the right move. It was the “fullness of time”. But walking by the room and observing it's emptiness punctuates the impact of the decision.
In any transition, there is always expectancy. There is belief in hope and growth. And there is always loss. Grief and loss are most always the unacknowledged companion to transition.
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