I have suddenly realized I have lost it. br I have lost the joy that was in my life. br When did that happen? br br I don't know the exact day...however br as near as I can figure out, it happened br slowly. Ever so slowly...almost imperceptibly br br Of course the joy in ones life manifests itself br through that in life that one loves. And so... br mine...my joy, slowly left...as those I love were br no longer in my life. Some of it left, when I br moved...and left behind the drooping willows that br fronted the house I no longer have. The house br where so many beautiful memories were born. br br Lots of it left...when the friends of a lifetime br were house in places I no longer went to. It left when br I stopped the ritual of fine dining in places where I br was known by name. It left with scores of doormen, br and servers that I had grow found of. br br Most of it...most of my joy, left with family...when came br the day when holidays and other celebrations no longer br was a part of my life. br br I miss the joy in my life. I miss all the loved ones br that I shall never see again. Some dead...some br scattered like leaves in the wind, to the far br corners of the earth. br br As I grow older, faded memories of joy become less br vivid. Until...a day like today...when something br .or someone reminds me... br Of Lost Joy...And Fading Memories br .