Thank you, Mom. Short personal note. My father died fairly young, I was 34 at the time. A year later...a full year later....grief and loss like I didn't experience when he died overwhelmed me for a few months. I would be driving in my car and break out in tears as if he passed that day. It was the strangest thing but this quote is, in my experience, very true. Thank you again.
^^^ My mind never stops, and I am grateful for every bit of all that even though madness lies just beyond keeping it occupied.^^^