Do the tears make it selfish?

Do the tears make it selfish?

Do I dare mourn for the imminent loss that waits just around the corner?

This collapse of so much that I have come to know will cost me greatly; more so than many could ever perceive.

Even yet, there is this strange peace that engulfs it all. A peace the surpasses all understand, just as promised. Praise God for that. And this peace brings in a new perspective- a clearer vision of how the situation really should be perceived.

How can I mourn for something that hasn't died? On the contrary, something is finally coming to life, like a child that grows in the shelter of its mother so as to reach maturity, untainted, before being brought into the world. And just as an expectant mother is jubilant when this child breathes its first breath on its own, so I should rejoice for what is about to begin living on its own.

With this peace and excitement for those things that God is about to begin doing... memories of the journey that has brought us all to this place replay in my head. The laughter echoes through my mind. The faces shuffle across my imagination. Times that are so precious to me; memories I wouldn't change or trade for anything in this world.

Sadly, this trek down memory lane only reminds me that so much around me will soon be unrecognizable. I cannot help but wonder at all the changes that await at my doorstep. This realization brings tears to my eyes and I wonder...

Do the tears make it selfish?