Cutting our Losses

It's just a simple lesson, that involves a simple loss. 
When you aren't redundant in backing thing up, you run the risk of losing.

And so I thank God it wasn't wedding photos already paid for & irreplaceable
or priceless pics of a nephew being born into the world once & only once.

But still
I mourn the images of fireworks exploding color
friend next to friend, content in togetherness
underwater eyes open & watching of 
a baby who grows hair & teeth & expressions like it's her job
calm paths in the forest marking moments of sweet alone
delightful laughter over crazy accents & little plastic cups
cascading waters over rocks down down down into depth & dark blue

Details of life lived this summer that I choose not to forget, even with
my favorite memory recall tool found so dramatically lacking.
Loss makes us face ourselves in such real ways.
The gut wrenching, the drama, the sobs - the regret, the frustration
the Not Enough.

For even that which we lose is Not Enough.
Not going to last forever.
Not going to be perfection all the time.
Not able to carry through every change & shift
we must live out.

So I resolve to trust this one, and all ones, to the
only lasting Enough I have ever found.
I choose to be satisfied in Him.
I choose to trust that He knows what He is doing. 
In this way, all my losses are turned upside-down.
And maybe, if I look at it sideways, this-a-way, that-a-way
Maybe it's gain. Maybe

It's a win.