I thought of all the hardships and people that I had lost in the past few days alone, but, most of all, I thought of how I didn’t regret any of it.

There are times when our victories have a cost that we did not foresee, when winning brings us loss.

Those intricate curves and patterns your people create are beyond human eyes and hands to make. Perhaps we wished to avoid a poor imitation that would only have been an ever-present reminder to us of...

I’ve come to realize that love is tragic, somewhere down the line it’s inevitable. Fight for it.

These stories, I realized, were lost. Nobody was going to know that part of the city but as a place where a bomb went off. The bomb was going to become the story of this...

Respect your needs and limitations as you work through your grief and begin to heal

I work so hard for profits because my dreams are expensive.

Love is circumstantial; we can love anyone if need be; and losing the one we love is the singular catastrophe. Time does not heal it. Every present moment yearns for even the roughest past.

I think it was C.S. Lewis that asked, ‘Do not most people simply drift away?’. I’ve always been a reader and for the longest time that stuck with me because I was at war with...

You can’t replace people you love with other people…But you can trust that you’re not going to run out of people to love.

All of us lost something. Some of us lost everything.

I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing room

There she comes” – and that is dying.

He lost his Self a thousand times and for days on end he dwelt in non-being. But although the paths took him away from Self, in the end they always led back to it. Although...

Live a life abundant in love and rich in spirit, these are the seeds of a fulfilling existence. Be the safe harbor you seek in the world. Follow your dreams, not your fear. Go into...

It is wonderful, awesome and merrywise to see satan lose the battle to us in fear and panic and shame! Our victory is in Christ Jesus!

WHEN we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, Pale grew thy cheek and cold, Colder thy kiss; Truly that hour foretold Sorrow to this. The dew of the morning...

Death is only final when you know you’re not going to see them again!

The fairest things have fleetest end,Their scent survives their close:But the rose’s scent is bitternessTo her who loved the rose.

My mom was there to answer the unanswerable, to make sense of the fault in our life – and we got through that somehow; we came out on the other side. Now I’m 0 for...

It is true that the grief journey is very lonely, but it is also up to you to decide just how lonely you will make it.

Uncoupling is a dramatic life event, whose importance is reflected in the eagerness of people to discuss their relationships even years later. Indeed, in attempting to put the story in chronological order, there was no...

The way he said it spoke of an ache I recognized. I knew that no matter how similar they were, no two losses were the same, but despite his loss being from a different circumstance,...

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in their turn drop, and so on...

It’s all right. I’m not upset. After all, they were just things. When you’ve lost your mother and your father, you can’t care so much about things, can you?

We human beings don’t realize how great God is. He has given us an extraordinary brain and a sensitive loving heart. He has blessed us with two lips to talk and express our feelings, two...

We are strengthening by different experiences in life;Sad times, happy moments.Poverty, riches.Failure, success.Troubles, good times.Losing, winning.

There’s solace in the thought that I will never finish missing her.

But the only thing worse than remembering the feel of Rose in his arms, the softness of her black and white feathers, the sound of her voice when she sang quietly to herself, would be...

Funny how an absence can feel like a presence, like that space practically glows with her outline and make me notice how she’s not here.

Here’s what I know: death abducts the dying, but grief steals from those left behind.

If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?

It was no coincidence, that fear could move a person to extremes, just as seamlessly as love. They were the conjoined twins of emotion: If you didn’t know what was at stake to lose, you...

I often wondered after David’s death: Had they known something then? Did their very souls recognize each other? Did Jacob, closer to God than anyone else I knew, somehow sense this was the last time...

The air felt different in my lungs. The world no longer looked the same. You change and then you change again. You become a dog, a bird, a plant that always leans to the left....

Noli me tangere,noli me legere,noli me videre,noli me

I’m not going anywhere,” she told me that night. But until we are old ladies–a cypress age, a Sawtooth age–I will continue to link arms with her, in public, in private, in a panic of...

Everyone keeps telling me that time heals all wounds, but no one can tell me what I’m supposed to do right now. Right now I can’t sleep. It’s right now that I can’t eat. Right...

Don’t make loss in your life make you a loser.

Sunlight’s warmth on my face awoke me in the morning. I didn’t remember falling asleep or how I came to be in my own bed. But I did recall nightmares. Awful nightmares featuring Gwen.I turned...

I’m trying to decide what’s worse. Someone being gone, but still out there, or someone being gone forever, dead. I think someone being gone, but still out there, might be worse. Then there’s always the...

My choices are rejections, since there is no other way,but what I reject is more numerous,denser, more demanding than before.A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable loss.

I felt like an integral part of my being had just been ripped out of me, only to have it replaced with something that did not belong.

And the terrible thing, the terrible thing is, but the good thing too, the saving grace, is that if something happened to one of us–excuse me for saying this–but if something happened to one of...

Tomorrow camewith the illusion of todayeven more fleeting than yesterdayit camelike it always comesand wentlike it’s always gonelike a favorite song in its final secondsTomorrow came and leftleaving nothingnothing…but a familiarlingeringsense of loss behind.

There’s 6.5 billion people curled up like fists protesting death, but every breath we take has to be given back; a nine year old boy taught me that.

In your experiment on life and love, I was the price you paid…and the one whom you hurt…I was your lab rat and you injected me with rejection o see how you’d fair, but the...

I whisper over to myself the way of loss, the names of the dead. One by one, we lose our loved ones, our friends, our powers of work and pleasure, our landmarks, the days of...

She heard him mutter, ‘Can you take away this grief?”I’m sorry,’ she replied. ‘Everyone asks me. And I would not do so even if I knew how. It belongs to you. Only time and tears...

Don’t mire up in self despair of your losses, learn from them and move on to other good things in life. Don’t stop allowing the sunshine in because of the fear that winter will come...