A Healthy Sadness

A healthy sort of sadness has come to fill me now. Having been taking time with people who have needed someone, holding their hands through grief and supporting them. Then a time comes where they can hold on to life and have their feet once again on solid ground. Filling them with love and seeing the need to now let them go forward on their own, is a part of the helping that is the hardest. Yet, the sight of seeing them able to hold their own in life enables me to let go and leave their sides. Sometimes coming or returning and we stay friends throughout our lives. Other times we just separate and move on in opposite directions, no fault or lessening of either one of us.