Did you ever wonder what it would be like if you weren't you anymore? If you were suddenly gone, how would your world react?
Whatever you imagined is wrong. There's nothing romantic about death. Grief is like the Ocean. It's deep and Dark and bigger than all of us. And pain is like a thief in the night. Quiet. Persistent. Unfair. Diminished by time and faith and love. I didn’t know The pedestrian on the Melton freeway but I’m jealous of her because I see how her absence has affected the people that didn't know her. And I know She was loved. Goodbye, Innocent bystander. You were doing the right thing, and by trying to save a life, yours was taken instead. Meet you soon.
- They really do mean it, when they say everyday is a blessing. Because it is. Never forget that.