In the darkest hours.

There is always something or someone who can light up even the darkest hours of our existence. If I’ve learnt something, it’s that you cannot compare grief or lessen its importance trying to get someone to see how other people have it worse.

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Todo pasa…

Ah… Ese tiempo que todo lo cura, y lo que no cura lo entierra. Volver a despertar sin angustias ni miedos y sin el corazón en un puño, ese tiempo, es dulce, aunque no llegue lo suficientemente rápido. La espera es amarga pero la recompensa de poder mirar atrás y reírse de las torpezas cometidas […]

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Impossible loss.

  What to say when a life is gone? After months of suffering, “he” is gone. Some days, I was told, he spoke of a future. Other days he spoke of the past and the future didn’t exist. He went from hope to acceptance of what was to come. 

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