Grief.
I miss Logan something fierce.
My heart is heavy.
It's been too long since I've seen his face, touched his skin, breathed him in.
It's been too long since I've spoken his name, talked to him, visited his grave.
Life moves whether you want it to or not.
You get lost in time.
Days turn into months without even blinking an eye.
I miss him. I need to miss him. I want to miss him.
She writes it so well...
"
So you embrace every last savory and unsavory bit of this friend and foe, that the world has labeled ‘grief’.
But to you, it is not a label or even an emotion.
This is your life. Not in a box, but the way your heart beats.
And the melody to which your soul dances from tears to joy in a matter of seconds." ~ Franchesca of SmallBirdStudios
http://smallbirdstudios.com/2013/07/14/the-thing-about-grief/
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