I wish I knew it ever stopped. You can put some space between you and your pain, but I think once in love always in love. Best I can say is that love isn’t finite, and you can always go and find some more to share.
It’s so maddeningly awful. In talking with my partner about this, she ended up bursting out in tears over our latest lost boy. He’s been gone for years by this point, it’s just still so awful when you think about the circumstances. You do what you do for them, out of love.
I wish I knew it ever stopped. You can put some space between you and your pain, but I think once in love always in love. Best I can say is that love isn’t finite, and you can always go and find some more to share.
Wanted to say something similar. Like just know that it doesn’t get easier. I mean it does, but it doesn’t, ya know?
I just think of “what is grief but love persisting?”
It’s so maddeningly awful. In talking with my partner about this, she ended up bursting out in tears over our latest lost boy. He’s been gone for years by this point, it’s just still so awful when you think about the circumstances. You do what you do for them, out of love.