I have lost things.
Some were big, others small.
But each time, it felt as though my world stopped — as if time itself paused to make room for the ache inside me.
I’ve grieved over what slipped away — a dream, a relationship, a season of life, or even a version of myself that I had outgrown.
Loss has a way of shaking us, of making us look back and wonder what we could have done differently.
But as painful as it is, I’ve come to learn that loss is also a teacher — one that comes wrapped in silence, in surrender, and in change.
The Ocean Never Mourns What It Loses
There’s a story I once read of a boy who lost his phone to the ocean as he was talking a walk with his father.
His father didn’t get angry. He didn’t lecture or shout.
He simply stood still, watching the waves ripple back to calm.
Then he said softly… “Do you see how the ocean doesn’t care what it lost?” The boy didn’t understand.
His father continued … “Things that are meant for you never drown. Sometimes the world takes things away just to show you what really matters.”
That moment changed everything. Because how often do we, like that boy, panic when life takes something from our hands?
We forget that maybe just maybe …. the tide is returning something else to our feet.
Loss Makes Space for Something Deeper
In losing things, I have also lost parts of myself… the impatient parts, the fearful parts, the ones that clung too tightly. In that shedding, new parts have emerged: strength, peace, patience, and faith.
Each loss became a quiet invitation to grow into someone new.
Because sometimes, losing something small is how life clears the space for something deeper.
The truth is, change is the only constant thing in life.
And with change, loss will always walk hand in hand.
No one likes it, but it’s part of life’s design… a divine rhythm of release and renewal.
What Loss Has Taught Me 💭 Not everything lost is a tragedy. 💭 Some endings carry gifts you don’t expect. 💭 Phones, things, even plans can be replaced — but peace, people, and time cannot. 💭 Real strength doesn’t come from holding on, but from knowing when to let go. A Reflection for You
Take a quiet moment today.
Think about something you’ve lost — not with bitterness, but with curiosity.
Ask yourself:
- What did this loss make space for?
- What part of me grew through it?
- What peace is waiting to return once I stop resisting?
Because just like the ocean, life goes on — no matter what sinks.
And maybe, just maybe, that’s the most peaceful truth of all.
“Sometimes, the loss you mourn is just life rearranging itself to make room for your next chapter
