How Strange It Is To Feel So Alien In A Place That Was Once Home.

How strange it is to feel so alien in a place that was once home.

The best way to get things done is to simply begin.

As the universe continues to expand; so does my grief.

How was I suppose to know that 502 days ago it would be your last. I have missed you every single day since you’ve died.

A person who tells someone that is grieving, “time heals all wounds” has never known the grief that shatters your entire being to the core of your soul. The day that happens to them. They will realize time doesn’t heal anything.