In Loving Memory Of Unlikecharlie

Anyway, I’m thinking of her tonight because I finally got back writing today after ten months away. And it was such an amazing feeling. Like flying again after being earthbound for months. And when I closed my laptop, I thought of this friend and there was suddenly a feeling of how she’ll never read this fic. It really reminds me how each person plays such a role in this world and sometimes they don’t even know it.

I miss her. I miss my mom. I miss a lot of people. But I’m glad to be back doing something I love.

Grief reshapes you at the deepest tier of your being ~ shattering your heart, stealing your breath, and decimating the world you once knew. But to dwell forever in that ruin is its own kind of injustice to the one you lost.

Grieve. Let the ache carve you into someone wiser, softer, stronger… and then live, not only for yourself, but for the one you lost.

Be gentle with yourself. Live well.

"You may not have gotten to spend the rest of your life with them, but they got to spend the rest of their life with you. And there is beauty in that." ~ Unknown

so much of my grief is tied to years that I didn't even know you. so many days wasted. so much time that we could have been kids together.

Lyra, my beloved cat of 13 years, passed away this year on Father's Day. She's been by my side through very difficult times and was my little rock of steady and unrelenting love. I struggled a lot drawing this, and struggled a lot posting it, but I know I would've wanted to read a comic like this that validated my grief for her when I lost her.