When a person is told that people die, it is accepted and shrugged off. It’s a part of life, right?
But when told with slight alterations, the concept of death and loss becomes a reality, and can’t slide off of shoulders or slip into the back of a person’s mind.
Tonight I am so heavy with sadness, and beyond my own feelings I am worried about my family. So worried, but I don’t even know what I can do…there is nothing but love, and in my own experience I know for me even that did not help. Or at least it didn’t comfort me at the time.
I don’t want them to hurt.
