We all live with our losses. We don't want to, but we can

It's time to live with what we have and mourn what we lost.

Grief is always sudden as winter, no matter how long the autumn.

The whole world can become the enemy when you lose what you love.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.[Matt 5:4]

During the prayers of the day, there was one less “amen”.

...The heart mourns people and places and returns to them in dreams...

Though lovers be lost, love shall not; And death shall have no dominion.

Life is not just black and white, there are a million shades in between.

my feet will want to walk to where you are sleepingbutI shall go on living.

Regardless of what you've been through we all process energy differently.

Some grief shows much of love,But much of grief shows still some want of wit.

Loss alone is but the wounding of a heart; it is memory that makes it our ruin.

Patroclus, he says, Patroclus. Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only.

Instead of hating, my heart cries mercy! Mercy on me! Mercy on me! Mercy on me!