“I dropped a tear in the ocean. The day you find it is the day I will stop missing you.” ~ Author Unknown
As many of you know, the challenges and triumphs of the Baby Boom Generation are the focus of much of my non-fiction writing (and some of my fiction pieces). As a Baby Boomer myself, I am acutely aware that we owe our existence, our freedoms, and our prosperity to the men and women who endured, fought, and won some of the most grueling battles and economic downturns in the 20th century, such as World War Two and the Great Depression. American television journalist Tom Brokaw dubbed them “The Greatest Generation.” They were our grandparents, great uncles and great aunts or our parents, uncles and aunts (depending on when you were born … the Baby Boomer scale runs from 1946 to 1964).
Many are no longer with us — some have passed in recent years, while others are soon to follow. My friends (from the later 1958-1964 BB scale), like myself, have recently lost or are in the process of losing one or both of their parents. It’s heart-wrenching, having to say goodbye to the ones who have played such a pivotal role in your life.
To my dear friends (you know who you are) who are coping with recent (or soon to be) losses, please know that you are in my thoughts and prayers. I’m only a phone call away and I’ve been where you are now. Much love, h.
“The heart that has truly loved never forgets,
but as truly loves on to the close.
You may break; you may shatter the vase, if you will,
but the scent of the roses will hang ’round it still.
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.”
~ Thomas Moore (1779-1852)