Dear Lucille,
Grief cannot speak to any two people in the same exact way. Similarities are inevitable--but its capacities are vast. One finds that grief is like an expansive forest. Some will see the trees, others the flowers. Some will see the shadows, others the light passing through. And some may see it all in one moment or another. But none will behold it the same. The idea is to experience grief in a way that allows its beauty to pass through you, changing you and lifting you even when it seems impossible.
Love,
Daddy
(photo taken during a time of reflection. childhood hometown)
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