Jamie
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Jamie
As strained as our relationship is, she’s still my big sister. And I’ll never stop wishing for more with her.
Elsie Silver • Flawless: A Small Town Enemies to Lovers Romance
The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you'll see their flaws. That's just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendships don't last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they're out of money or under pressure or hungry, for goodness' sake.
... See more“I had never known a feeling as unbearable - as sour, wrenching and unshakeably sad - as pity for a parent.” - Ghosts
“He’s Gone” by Paul Zach.
After the cross has been carried,
after the weight is laid down,
after the body is buried,
down where the darkness surrounds,
after the end of the violence,
after the sky has gone dark,
now there is nothing but silence,
broken by the beat of our heart.
He’s gone. (×4)
After the last words are spoken,
we lay him down in the grave.
Afte... See more
After the cross has been carried,
after the weight is laid down,
after the body is buried,
down where the darkness surrounds,
after the end of the violence,
after the sky has gone dark,
now there is nothing but silence,
broken by the beat of our heart.
He’s gone. (×4)
After the last words are spoken,
we lay him down in the grave.
Afte... See more
What can we do when we are forced to face death? Do we continue ignoring it or do we weave it into our understanding, possibly creating a more nuanced appreciation for both the fleetingness of life and its interconnected nature? I find that it is this very activity that can arm us with the tools needed to continue living in a world that no longer... See more
Veronica Menaldi • After mom died, I found great comfort in a medieval Andalusian tale | Psyche Ideas
Grief is not just an emotion—it’s an unraveling, a space where something once lived but is now gone. It carves through you, leaving a hollow ache where love once resided. In the beginning, it feels unbearable, like a wound that will never close. But over time, the raw edges begin to mend. The pain softens, but the imprint remains—a quiet reminder
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For 27 years, photographer Deanna Dikeman photographed her parents waving goodbye in their driveway:
“I started in 1991 with a quick snapshot, and I continued taking photographs with each departure. I never set out to make this series. I just took these photographs as a way to deal with the sadness of leaving. It... See more
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