And so....

the sun still shines. and the rain still comes. and the day turns into night. and everything still keeps happening. Every day I search my memory and try to remember every single little thing Papa B ever said to me. There are probably only two or three men in my entire life that I've looked up to more than him. Me and Raye talked about him all the time. Lor and Logan had a rock to stand on. 43 years is not enough. it's not enough. grief comes in waves, so what can we do? we cry together. we hug each other tight. we promise that this life is worth living. we go together day by day and arm in arm, sometimes in silence, sometimes in laughter. sometimes in tears we look to each other and know we are all feeling it. grief. "why" is always on our minds, and "what if..." comes in a close second, for me at least. emotions. anger. compassion=to suffer with. so we do. and we have. and we always will. and so...we are here. we are still breathing. God is letting us survive.

even today, this life is worth living.

http://www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org/

http://www.save.org/

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