It’s the natural human experience we all undergo as a result of loss.
It’s a process as well as a feeling.
It’s coming to terms that life won’t be the same anymore.
It’s an adjustment to never being able to see, listen or simply enjoy their presence.
It’s the regret of wanting to try and help, but not having that chance.
It’s the permission to cry your eyes out.
It’s the fear that it could happen again.
It’s the anger that reacts to being hurt and powerless to change the situation.
It’s the longing to be in control.
It’s the choice to not give up.
It’s the decision let others help carry your burden.
It’s the call to choose love over despair.
It’s the realization that ain’t nobody got it easy.
It’s the commitment to listen to their story.
It’s a hug when you don’t know what to say.