At first, it was painful, seemingly unbearable at times, and in the same breath someone would recall a silly moment shared, and peels of laughter would pour tangling against the loss. Life does not stop even during times of grief. What does happen is isolated fragments of feelings and thoughts, a freeze-frame of time, a peeling of layers, almost as to dig up the soil, maybe unconsciously preparing ourselves for the lost loved one to have ground to take root. As life's hand plants gracefully seeds of hope, courage, and forgiveness, in an insufferable soil of one's heart.
And in time healing blooms, and one remembers love without shedding a million tears.
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A few weeks ago my brother's son Jack proposed to Jordan. Marty knew her well and he would be so happy.
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