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Dealing with Death

No one tells you or prepares you for it. And no matter how much you think you’re ready, you’re not.

You don’t talk to them for 3 days and you think you’ll be okay without them. You won’t.

They’re in terrible pain from an incurable illness and you think it’s better to end the suffering. It isn’t.

You see other people grieving and then moving on and you think everything is getting back to normal. They’re putting up a face, just like you will too!

Life is big, there’s so much to do and see. But now, there is this constant nagging feeling, of missing. Not being able to share. You truly start to realize how much of your happiness depends on being able to share things, stories, experiences, moments.

Life finds a new normal, with a gaping hole in it.


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