She was the only one that ever showed me real caring love and it was a great loss.
Perhaps losing ones that we love and love us the most is not only the greatest test, but also what helps us to become loving with others. A lesson in lead by example perhaps.
I am the one that was selected every time that anyone died, to go and own the bodies in the mortuary. Not an easy task, but acceptance of the finality helped me to cope.
I can't even imagine.
Life has a way to work out if only we would learn to let it be.
But we tinker too much and only burn our fingers my friend.
My gran has thankfully settled the foundation for my kindness.
There are worse ways to come to it.
Yep, the amazing thing in our charity work is that I meet dirt poor people that is the kindest that you can imagine. They might be poor, but their love shines like a beacon.