Grief is an extraordinary thing. It seems to me that how much you grieve for a person is so directly proportional to how much you love them. It's like a UV light which shows up the love in your heart. It hurts, of course it does, it makes you wish that things could have turned out differently, and makes you wish that the love we had for him had been enough to keep him going, but it's a gift too, because it points at that love and says "look - there's the thing you can do, for him, and for everyone else you know, and for all the people you don't know and for our complicated, messy world - that love, that thing that makes this hurt, that's where the healing is..."
Wherever you are Curt, I know that love's helping you travel lighter.
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and always will...
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Grief is an extraordinary thing. It seems to me that how much you grieve for a person is so directly proportional to how much you love them. It's like a UV light which shows up the love in your heart. It hurts, of course it does, it makes you wish that things could have turned out differently, and makes you wish that the love we had for him had been enough to keep him going, but it's a gift too, because it points at that love and says "look - there's the thing you can do, for him, and for everyone else you know, and for all the people you don't know and for our complicated, messy world - that love, that thing that makes this hurt, that's where the healing is..."
Wherever you are Curt, I know that love's helping you travel lighter.
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