Loss

 The price for love is loss. This year I’ve lost four important people in my life.

My aunt Janet, my mother’s older sister, who was always beautiful, always kind.

My aunt Marie, my father’s older sister, who also was very kind to me, the last person on that side of my family who could explain why things are, or were.

Roy, a coworker, fellow engineer, man of great intellect, insight and humor. The man who garnered the level of respect that I’ve sought.

Gordia, a work acquaintance for nearly 40 years, who without effort, always made me smile. 

Loved you all.