I don't think there's anything more painful then being told someone you love has gone somewhere they will never return from. Loss is always unbearable but when it's unexpected. When it's blindsided. You're left so unprepared. To face the loss, the grief, and what will become of you now that they're gone. And when your young enough to know you will now spend more of your life without them than you got to have with them. Sometimes that feels unbearable. Immobilizing. Completely destabilizing. And each day after is like another step into a desert without rescue or water. Because this is now you in your life. You're world is foreign. You are foreign to yourself. But you keep moving, because that's what they'd want you to do. Forever changed. The future unknown.
