

I know we are supposed to be euphemistic about suicide but someone I love deeply has killed herself and I'm sorry if that sounds violent but it is, it was, and I just don't know how else to be honest without these words https://t.co/i1jFhT9rHO
At first, when we truly love someone, our greatest fear is that the loved one will stop loving us. What we should fear and dread, of course, is that we won’t stop loving them, even after they’re dead and gone. For I still love you with the whole of my heart, Prabaker. I still love you. And sometimes, my friend, the love that I have, and can’t give
... See moreAs long as there is love, there will be grief. The grief of time passing, of life moving on half-finished, of empty spaces that were once bursting with the laughter and energy of people we loved.
As long as there is love there will be grief because grief is love's natural continuation. It shows up in the aisles of stores we once frequented, in the h
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