Losing a loved one regardless of how close you were to him or her is difficult, but sometimes not always in the way that you would expect. When we lose someone, we often view that loss as subjective and primarily think of how that loss affects us as individuals. However, one of the pains that we take for granted is how it feels to watch another loved one have to say goodbye to the person who changed and shaped their life.
My family recently lost my godmother, Aunt June. Although we were not related by blood, Aunt June was always treated as family and no one considered her anything other our own. Despite my sadness over the loss of my godmother, the loss I feel is nothing in comparison to the tremendous hole that her death has left in my mother’s life.