No reason to be angry. Anger just distracts from the all-encompassing sadness.
She was loved deeply, but not widely
I'm not embarrassed by my faith, and I'm also not embarrassed by my doubt.
What the hell is instant? Nothing is instant.
If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our smallest actions. But we can't know better until knowing better is useless.
Funerals...are for the living.