My Grief Observed.

I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. And when the light has long since gone …. I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go.

…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you. Some people might find that strange. But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.

I knew him by heart. And he is gone. I have not spoken to him for ten years, but I thought of him every single day. He is gone - and, just when I need it most, so is the rage I have nursed all this time, even while I told myself I no longer cared, that it was part of my past shut away and gone and done. He is gone. Perhaps if I say it often enough, I will start to believe it.

Take the biggest breath you've taken all day.

And when people try to minimize your pain they are doing you a disservice. And when you try to minimize your own pain you're doing yourself a disservice. Don't do that. The truth is that it hurts because it's real.