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"What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first… it’s amazing how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree’s heartwood."
Ron Rash
— 2 weeks ago with 148 notes
#Ron Rash  #Lit  #Quotes  #Grief 
"Grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver."
— 1 year ago with 120 notes
#Sophocles  #Lit  #Quotes  #Grief 
"Grief does not expire like a candle or the beacon on a lighthouse. It simply changes temperature. It becomes a kind of personal weather system. Snow settles in the liver. The bowels grow thick with humidity. Ice congeals in the stomach. Frost spiderwebs in the lungs. The heart fills with warm rain that turns to mist and evaporates through a colder artery."
Adam Rapp
— 1 year ago with 194 notes
#Adam Rapp  #Lit  #Quotes  #Grief 
Dear Chris →

When her son Christopher was three his father died in an unimaginable way. Here is the letter Amanda Patterson promised to write to her son on the eve of his eighteenth birthday.

Dear Chris

‘When will we get another Mark?’ 
Your question undid me. You are five and it is two years since your father died. 
‘Never,’ I answered, with half a smile. I loved the idea of simply ordering a replacement husband for me, and father for you. 
You are sleeping. The sky is a squid ink smudge between the blinds. I am crying. Will I ever make any sense of what happened? 
I promise that I will write you a letter about him when you are 18.

All my love 

Dear Chris
It is 11p.m. You will be 18 tomorrow. I have to finish this…. Click here to read the rest

— 1 year ago with 26 notes
#tragedy  #love story  #grief  #love  #loss  #lit  #Amanda Patterson  #writing  #Letters 
"They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don’t think it’s possible for you to miss me as much as I’m missing you right now."
Edna St. Vincent Millay
— 1 year ago with 96 notes
#Edna St. Vincent Millay  #lit  #loss  #grief  #love 
"We were so wholly one I had not thought
That we could die apart. I had not thought
That I could move,—and you be stiff and still!
That I could speak,—and you perforce be dumb!
I think our heart-strings were, like warp and woof
In some firm fabric, woven in and out;
Your golden filaments in fair design
Across my duller fibre."
Edna St. Vincent Millay
— 1 year ago with 27 notes
#Edna St. Vincent Millay  #Lit  #Poetry  #Love  #Heartbreak  #Grief 
For Anton, always. I carry your heart.

For Anton, always. I carry your heart.

— 1 year ago with 25 notes
#Amanda Patterson  #Lit  #Quotes  #Grief  #Loss  #Love