I forgot how he walks. I forgot how he talks. Every thing I forget, I lose him some more.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
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"Grief ebbs but grief never ends. Death ends a life but death does not end a relationship. If we allow ourselves to be still and if we take responsibility for our grief, the grief becomes as polished and luminous and mysterious as death itself. When it does, we learn to love anew, not only the one who has died. We learn to love anew those who yet live." --Julius Lester