Did you ever wonder what it would be like if you weren’t you anymore? If you were suddenly gone, how would your world react?
Whatever you imagined is wrong.
There’s nothing romantic about death. Grief is like the Ocean. It’s deep and dark and bigger than all of us. And pain is like a thief in the night. Quiet. Persistent. Unfair. Diminished by time and faith and love.
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