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Hard to believe sometimes the way time goes by after the worst kind of loss. It marches on with no consideration whatsoever for broken hearts or shattered lives
life goes on, even when you think it won't
Tell your heart to get on board the life-goes-on train
It's funny how you miss things you used to disdain
why it is that life has to kick us in the teeth for us to wise up about what's important
I'm spinning like an out-of-control comet heading for a crash landing that'll break me into a million tiny pieces that'll never be put back together the way they once were
I'm sure it will hurt like hell again in the bright light of day, but for right now, I'm relieved to carry on as if I haven't taken another blow that would've leveled a lesser person. I refuse to be a lesser person. I refuse to backtrack to the early days of my grief when I could barely get out of bed or care for my kids and relied on my parents and siblings for everything. I can't go back there, because dragging myself up and out of that took everything I had
you have no choice but to carry on, no matter how big the losses are
finding our way through the swamp of loss and looking for meaning in what remains
people putting their late spouses on pedestals, as if we forget the things about them that drove us crazy and only focus on the good things
I've always had a hard time with conflict. I had a screamer for a teacher...Fighting and conflict make me sick, so I avoid it
I'd probably want all the dirty details, too, even if I knew I was better off not knowing
We got through something we would've thought impossible to survive. We've carried on with all the dignity and grace we could find
I need to feel like I'm still here, that I'm a survivor and not a victim
you never know what's coming around the next curve in the road and how it's a good idea to appreciate any peace or serenity you can find while you have it
what we know is awful enough. The dirty details aren't going to make it better
if you spend the rest of your life alone out of fear or more loss, you'll be compounding the tragedy you've already suffered
When you're grieving the loss of the person you loved the most, anything and everything is normal. No one else gets to decide that for you
Sometimes I can't believe the way life marches on like the worst possible thing never happened
We're all stronger than we think we are until life tests us and shows us just how strong we can be when needed
I think it's time to lighten my load a bit and figure out whether there's more to life than work
I don't know what it is about some guys who are just never satisfied no matter how good they have it
she'd love to hate her if she wasn't so damned nice
we're somehow stronger now than we were before, and that strength gets us through a lot of things that would've flattened us in the past
You are not a mess. You're grieving, and that is messy. You need to be kinder to yourself
life has a way of laughing in your face when you think you've got all your plans in place
Anyone who has you has it all
I'm closer to them than my own parents
celebrate getting through the year. We're still here, still capable of joy and love and wonder, which is a surprise to me
I love the way she melts into my embrace, her body pressed against mine as we sway to the music...the two of us have walked through fire together, and we've come out on the other side stronger and wiser for the journey
This must be what it feels like to literally rise from the ashes to discover there's still so much living left to do
I saw right away that you were a fierce warrior and somehow knew you were going to be essential to me surviving something that should've killed me
There was a time, not that long ago, when it would've been inconceivable for me to be in this place with you. I guess that's what people mean when they say that healing happens when you're not looking. Not that I'll ever be completely healed, but at least I'm capable of more than misery
we have to grab on to happiness where we can and not worry about what anyone else thinks
Life is crazy, strange, devastating and wonderful all at the same time
That there can be such joy amid the grief still amazes me
Life is so f*cked up and crazy and wonderful and terrible all at the same time
sometimes I feel sorry for people who don't know how lucky they are every minute of every day they get with the people they love
I like to think I was grateful for all my many blessings before I lost M, but my gratitude is different now. It's sharper and more immediate. I see it as it's happening rather than realizing later that something was rather wonderful
here we are in the 'after,' where life is never the same, but still beautiful in so many startling ways
Living in fear of what might happen is no way to live
We're all going to die. Some of us sooner than we should
But you can't be so afraid of loss that you forget to live what's left of your life
Life as you know it is over forever. Nothing is ever the same. The three most important people in your world are gone, and they're never coming back