Grief is like a suitcase that sits at the bottom of your bed. And no matter what, without fail, you have to pick it up every day, take it with you. Some days it will be filled with rocks and you won't think you can carry it. And then other days, light as a feather. That is getting through it.
Claire Bennigan from The
Whispers "X
Marks the Spot"
Each day's a gift and not a given right. Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind. And try to take the path less traveled by. That first step you take is the longest stride.