We all live with our losses. We don't want to, but we can
I used to be embarrassed by my mom, but now I know what she is-she's a hero.
I’m not a damsel and there is no distress
I just think about how saying that you love someone can make your heart feel like some sort of brownie sundae, warm, gooey, sweet and good.
Loving you is a full-time job. It's a great job, don't get me wrong. It's the best job in the universe. But it's not easy.
What I have learned lately is that people deal with death in all sorts of ways. Some of us fight against it, doing everything we can to make it not true. Some of us lose our selves to grief. Some of us lose ourselves to anger.