Better Days

Sometimes life isn’t fair, actually, most of the time it isn’t.  As if we aren’t already weighed down by the enormity of living life, the passing of a life touches us, grips us; the only solace is the simple act of holding on and holding out for better days.

Grief sits on your chest, threatening to steal every breath, pushing every tear to the brink.  It is a futile effort to deny grief from running its course.  You don’t have to bear it all on your own.  That’s the thing about friends you can’t afford to forget—just as we relish sharing in your joys, we support you in your times of sorrow.

For two souls departed…live on in a place where better days are endless.

Currently playing:  Tori Amos, Toast


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