Just a little death is all it takes to remember how to love...

Just a little death is all it takes to remember how to love •

My first, real death was the worst. The murder through the heart of a beautiful, intelligent, and creative child; alone, in the dark, and in a snowstorm. The worst.

But it taught me to be more aware of the relationships in my life, as well as how to treasure them.

Find the good and the growth in everything. Optimism is necessary for a full and fulfilling life. •

Poem from Acres of Shadow
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