Our beautiful shooting star
You lit up our world
And then you were gone
The gentle stream of love and grief flows on
I know we'll be together again
In some form
One day.
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Life doesn't travel in a straight line.
Sorrow and gratitude. At the limits of your endurance they are one and the same.
No feeling is final.
~ Rilke
The impediment to action
advances action. What stands
in the way becomes the way.
- Marcus Aurelius
Sorrow and gratitude. At the limits of your endurance they are one and the same.
No feeling is final.
~ Rilke
The impediment to action
advances action. What stands
in the way becomes the way.
- Marcus Aurelius
