I think about my grandma when I think about loss. How she left this earth too soon, how I never got to say goodbye. How the last time I saw her, she was wearing crocs (very “old” for her — my grandma was the kind of person who wore jessica simpson heels well into her 60s) — and how she had kelley green gloves on her hands. She waved goodbye and drove away in the white care that I would be driving to her funeral two weeks later.
How does one rise up again after so much loss? How do they go forward not expecting to lose everything again? We all gain and we all lose in life. It’s just what makes the world go ’round.
I feel the loss of time, the loss of friends, of love, of dreams of mine that I’ve watched slide out of view over the years. There is a finality in loss that tears at my soul strings. I miss them all.
So, loss. We cling so tightly, and we lose anyway. Let it go. Sometimes a loss can truly be a gain, although it can be difficult to see that. Have patience. So much to lose.
I think this means to lose in something or to not find something. For example someone might say at a loss of words to describe not knowing what to say.
loss means to loss something or someone, or the amount of money that you loss,it can be a grief of something or someone of value, also if or thing that is lost.
I wanted to hold you in my arms, but all I could do was say, “I’m sorry for your loss.” I wanted to dry your tears on the sleeve of my suit jacket, but all I could do was hand you a flimsy piece of tissue. I wanted to walk with you along the coast after the service was over, taking off my shoes and feeling the sand between my toes – a reminder that I was still alive, that you were still alive, that we were going to probably be alive for a long time, even while others died. But all I could do was watch you weep, and breathe in, and breathe out, and taste the air.
what a word for this month. what a month of loss. I guess its almost been three weeks now, my brother died. I met him a week before he died. he was 27. I’m 23. then a week later my girlfriend of 8 months breaks up with me. and my aunts sheep has two dead lambs a few days later. And all that you would think would bring me down but actually I’m more up than I have ever been. Im more ready than I have ever been and this is me showing you what I am capable of.
She bowed her head, heart beating and hurting from the pain. Who knew that loss could hurt so bad? Her eyes glistened with tears, but she didn’t dare let them fall, not with so many people watching.
Shame washed over her. Even now, in his death, her pride still mattered more than her sincerity.
She walked quickly away from the park, but as the distance grew, she started to feel more panic and started to run. At every street crossing, she looked back but whatever she had seen did not follow her. She started to feel more confident and convinced herself that this was not really a loss of her pursuer but just an illusion that she had not really seen.
But when she walked up the steps to her apartment house, she saw a movement out of the corner of her eye. A shadow slipped into the alley way. She forced open the lobby door and closed it, to make sure she was safe. But was she?
Profound grief about something or someone that has been essential to one’s life and isn’t there anymore. Process of pain, anger, denial and acceptance.
I thought I had lost everything in the fire that raged through the night which claimed the life of my pet dog. However, i am grateful that I am alive and although I was able to save anything, I give God thanks.
Loss is not a fading flower
Whose beauty has faded
Petals withered
Left for nothing but decay
Loss is a seed to be planted
In the soil of our heart
To grow new hope
Blooming to perfection
i loss my kindel fier and loss al my spelin be agane, i dunt kno weye!?
jugges muss be hatein on me or sumtin. Kaint konsuntrate wit everbodie olwas laffin wen i be on thu hii-flor in thu skool jim! Leest heer, nun of ya kan laff at me an mes me up cuz it aint a vidio blog dun leyev. Moma sez i thu smartes wun der iz!!
by hero-hick aka cecrit eydentitty of larry mater gump III (dats thu fiff fer ya dum folk) on 02.16.2017
O men, loss sounds like grief. Losing someone, the pain, the sorrow. Nothing fun.
I’ve experienced loss a couple of times and it’s been rough, but you”ll get through.
Memories wont get lost though, they will stay in your heart soul and mind.
I think about my grandma when I think about loss. How she left this earth too soon, how I never got to say goodbye. How the last time I saw her, she was wearing crocs (very “old” for her — my grandma was the kind of person who wore jessica simpson heels well into her 60s) — and how she had kelley green gloves on her hands. She waved goodbye and drove away in the white care that I would be driving to her funeral two weeks later.
How does one rise up again after so much loss? How do they go forward not expecting to lose everything again? We all gain and we all lose in life. It’s just what makes the world go ’round.
I hate loss like loss of blood, loss of a relative and loss of sleep I LOVE SLEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!!!!!!!!!
the word loss makes me think of me loosing one of my yugioh cards
opposite of win
domination
no reward
sad
game
nobody likes it
I feel the loss of time, the loss of friends, of love, of dreams of mine that I’ve watched slide out of view over the years. There is a finality in loss that tears at my soul strings. I miss them all.
lost
to lose
not to have
forgot
no were to be found
So, loss. We cling so tightly, and we lose anyway. Let it go. Sometimes a loss can truly be a gain, although it can be difficult to see that. Have patience. So much to lose.
To lose someone or something.
I think this means to lose in something or to not find something. For example someone might say at a loss of words to describe not knowing what to say.
I think loss means to lose in something or to not find something.
you can’t find it.
not found
death
black
maze
forest
lost girl
gone girl
I’m lost most of the time whenever I just get in a conversation
I want food
When someone dies in your family, so they call it a loss in your famlly.
Something that happened when you don’t have a very specific thing that you used to have in the past but you don’t have anymore
when you don’t win
The fact or process of losing something or someone/ An amount of money lost by a business or organization.
loss is a way of saying sorry for your losing of something or someone that you lost. it can be a long time ago or it could be recently.
when you like lose a game
or like a loss a game
When something is unable to be found.
When you lose something important to you or when you lost ur memory.
loss means to loss something or someone, or the amount of money that you loss,it can be a grief of something or someone of value, also if or thing that is lost.
the fact or process of losing something or someone
a person or thing that is badly missed when lost
a reduction of power within or among circuits, measured as a ratio of power input to power output.
We loss the basketball game last night.
cant find something
messing
gone
death killed dispear
Loser, defeat, outmatched, surpassed, crushed
When you don’t win.
I wanted to hold you in my arms, but all I could do was say, “I’m sorry for your loss.” I wanted to dry your tears on the sleeve of my suit jacket, but all I could do was hand you a flimsy piece of tissue. I wanted to walk with you along the coast after the service was over, taking off my shoes and feeling the sand between my toes – a reminder that I was still alive, that you were still alive, that we were going to probably be alive for a long time, even while others died. But all I could do was watch you weep, and breathe in, and breathe out, and taste the air.
The loss still pained him, even after all this time.
Every so often, he would reach for the place on his belt where his sword had once hung, only to find nothing.
It hadn’t just been a weapon. It was all he had left of his father.
what a word for this month. what a month of loss. I guess its almost been three weeks now, my brother died. I met him a week before he died. he was 27. I’m 23. then a week later my girlfriend of 8 months breaks up with me. and my aunts sheep has two dead lambs a few days later. And all that you would think would bring me down but actually I’m more up than I have ever been. Im more ready than I have ever been and this is me showing you what I am capable of.
She bowed her head, heart beating and hurting from the pain. Who knew that loss could hurt so bad? Her eyes glistened with tears, but she didn’t dare let them fall, not with so many people watching.
Shame washed over her. Even now, in his death, her pride still mattered more than her sincerity.
She walked quickly away from the park, but as the distance grew, she started to feel more panic and started to run. At every street crossing, she looked back but whatever she had seen did not follow her. She started to feel more confident and convinced herself that this was not really a loss of her pursuer but just an illusion that she had not really seen.
But when she walked up the steps to her apartment house, she saw a movement out of the corner of her eye. A shadow slipped into the alley way. She forced open the lobby door and closed it, to make sure she was safe. But was she?
I feel like I lost a lot in my life, and I fear that it’s only going to get worse because I know I’ve had it (relatively) easy until now.
“I’m sorry for your loss.”
“It’s not my loss.”
“Oh, okay.”
“I mean, she’s the one who lost something.”
“Sure, but you lost her as well.”
Profound grief about something or someone that has been essential to one’s life and isn’t there anymore. Process of pain, anger, denial and acceptance.
I thought I had lost everything in the fire that raged through the night which claimed the life of my pet dog. However, i am grateful that I am alive and although I was able to save anything, I give God thanks.
Loss is not a fading flower
Whose beauty has faded
Petals withered
Left for nothing but decay
Loss is a seed to be planted
In the soil of our heart
To grow new hope
Blooming to perfection
i loss my kindel fier and loss al my spelin be agane, i dunt kno weye!?
jugges muss be hatein on me or sumtin. Kaint konsuntrate wit everbodie olwas laffin wen i be on thu hii-flor in thu skool jim! Leest heer, nun of ya kan laff at me an mes me up cuz it aint a vidio blog dun leyev. Moma sez i thu smartes wun der iz!!
O men, loss sounds like grief. Losing someone, the pain, the sorrow. Nothing fun.
I’ve experienced loss a couple of times and it’s been rough, but you”ll get through.
Memories wont get lost though, they will stay in your heart soul and mind.
I loss the screen for crumble. It froze then this showed up so I’m doing crumble.
First statues of gods,
then men pride in capers and
their own skyscrapers
all societies
will raise great structures and rise,
then CRUMBLE and die
we’re born hopefully
on a rising ocean wave,
toward a golden age.