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I once saw someone say:
"Grief does not get smaller, the room gets bigger. When it touches the walls, it isjust as painful. But the frequency with which it hits the wall lessens."
And I think that is true. Even now I csn still feel grief that is decades old. But I think grief is just proof of love.
"Grief does not get smaller, the room gets bigger. When it touches the walls, it isjust as painful. But the frequency with which it hits the wall lessens."
And I think that is true. Even now I csn still feel grief that is decades old. But I think grief is just proof of love.
November 30, 2025 at 9:54 AM
I once saw someone say:
"Grief does not get smaller, the room gets bigger. When it touches the walls, it isjust as painful. But the frequency with which it hits the wall lessens."
And I think that is true. Even now I csn still feel grief that is decades old. But I think grief is just proof of love.
"Grief does not get smaller, the room gets bigger. When it touches the walls, it isjust as painful. But the frequency with which it hits the wall lessens."
And I think that is true. Even now I csn still feel grief that is decades old. But I think grief is just proof of love.