I’m so afraid to open the floodgates because I think I’ve only scraped the surface of the pain I feel. I can’t believe he is dead.
Diary of a Sunflower: 15 December, year 2
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The seed of God is in us. Now the seed of a pear tree grows into a pear tree; and a hazel seed grows into a hazel tree; a seed of God grows into God. (Meister Eckhart)