#loss

We formed an impromptu circle just so we could look at each other and memorize faces. We hardly noticed the waiting officials. We hardly noticed anything but our little family whose ties weren’t loosening at all. In fact, this impending separation only seemed to be binding us together with a double overhand knot, hard to untie and unfailing. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#desperation #family #glass-girl #government #grief

I waited for dawn, but only because I had forgotten how hard mornings were. For a second I'd be normal. Then came the dim awareness of something off, out of place. Then the truth came crashing down and that was it for the rest of the day. Sunlight was reproof. Shouldn't I feel better than I had in the dead of night. ↗

— Francine Prose

#grief #loss #sad #sadness #sorrow

To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you thought...? ↗

— Roland Barthes

#loss #love #mourning #death

The loss of a loved one is like the loss of a part of oneself; an arm or a leg. At first, the pain is so physical that it is hard to ignore. The trauma is so intense that the mind finds it hard to cope with the loss. With time the pain eases, the body recovers and the brain figures out new ways to go on. ↗

— Federico Chini

#loss #love-hurts #pain #death

Hope in the beginning feels like such a violation of the loss, and yet without it we couldn't survive. ↗

— Gail Caldwell

#hope #loss #recovery #death

The real hell of this," he told her, "is that you're going to get through it. ↗

— Gail Caldwell

#loss #death

The only true borders lie between day and night, between life and death, between hope and loss. ↗

— Erin Hunter

#boundaries #day #death #hope #life

I have loved and lost in so many different ways. And I have died endless deaths… So when I ask myself, the question today, who am I? My answer is…I do not know. ↗

— Patti Roberts

#loss #love #death

What had happened still seemed implausible. A person was present your entire life, and then one day she disappeared and never came back. It resisted belief. ↗

— Meghan O'Rourke

#death #loss #death

Holding the knife with the blade against my palm, it became so clear how my life would only contain shadows now. Shadows of things gone; not just the people themselves but everything connected to them. Was this my future? Every moment, every tiny thing I saw and did and touched, weighted by loss. Every space in this house and my town and the world in general, empty in a way that could never be filled. ↗

— Jennifer Castle

#grief #loss #mourning #tragic-death #death