“The way you treat yourself is the standard you set for others.”

Grief turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it.

When you wake up from a dream that makes you so sad that you start crying, years after they’ve passed, it doesn’t mean you haven’t healed. It just means you loved them so very much and you miss them.

Grief is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

I understand your grief; even time does not always heal this kind of pain.