#grief

...what happens when you return and find nothing but a hollowed shell, shingles and floor, walls and echoes and the light that lead you here has now burned out and the ones who built it have traveled afar and you cant go to them, no matter what shoes you wear. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#dorothy #grief #grieving #heart #heartache

Grief shared was grief lessened. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#grief #life #death

Man cries, his tears dry up and run out. So he becomes a devil, reduced to a monster. ↗

— Kohta Hirano

#desperation #good-and-bad #good-and-evil #grief #hopelessness

Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air. ↗

— Gail Caldwell

#cancer #death #friendship #grief #loss

Before I lost my father, I never understood the rituals surrounding funerals: the wake, the service itself, the reception afterward,the dinners prepared by well-meaning friends and delivered in plastic containers, even the popular habit of making poster boards filled with photos of the dear departed. But now I know why we do those things. It's busywork, all of it. I had so much to take care of, so many arrangements to make, so many people to inform, I didn't have a moment to be engulfed by the ocean of grief that was lapping at my heels. Instead, I waded through the shallows, performing task after task, grateful to have duties to propel me forward. ↗

— Wendy Webb

#condolence #death #grief #kindness #sympathy

The train blows through town delivering reality, slapping my face and screaming, “You are alone” Rose colored memories drown, taking their last breath. ↗

— Kellie Elmore

#depression #grief #grieving #loneliness #loss

I hadn't thought about Mom as much as I probably should have lately. It was a relief not to have all those emotional waves rolling through me at the mere vision of her face in my mind. Letting go of all the negative thoughts was like blowing out a giant gulp of air that I'd been holding in for what seemed like eternity. ↗

— Karen Ann Hopkins

#depression #emotions #grief #death

When other people are grieving, the newspaperman turns efficient. ↗

— Stieg Larsson

#grief #news #newspapers #death

When a husband loses his wife, they call him a widower. When a wife loses her husband, they call her a widow. And when somebody’s parents die, they call them an orphan. But there is no name for a parent, a grieving mother, or a devastated father who have lost their child. Because the pain behind the loss is so immeasurable and unbearable, that it cannot be described in a single word. It just cannot be described. ↗

— Bhavya Kaushik

#grief #losing-a-child #pain #sad #death

Verily, a man should not cling to those who have passed, for he will likely neglect service to the living. ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#death #grief #grieving #loss #loss-of-love