loss [Theme] Page 4

There is nothing more painful than in sorrow to remember a long-gone happiness.

Lord, how little a person needs to become happy, you just need to return to him what he has lost!

A look full of hate... Everyone you loved was taken from you or killed. Can you look at the world differently after this? In any case, life goes on and goes on as usual. We will meet again in this never-ending epilogue. Until then, rest in peace, Ragna Bloodage.

I broke two fragile lives myself.

Time doesn't heal. We manage ourselves, over time. Recovery will come when we choose to take responsibility, when we take risks, and when we finally allow ourselves to let go of the pain of the heart, that is, let go of grief and let go of the past. And all this is a matter of our choice.

It is unlikely that an eleven-year-old child is able to adequately survive the death of such a close and dear person without consequences for the psyche and other things, although who could do this even at a much more conscious age? Certainly neither I... nor he...

We are not programmed to lose those we love; there is no right or wrong way to grieve. We just try our best, even when our efforts are often not enough. Blaming yourself now will not change the past, it will only take away the energy you need to spend in the present.

- What do you know about pain!?
- About the pain?.. And you know what hurts? Hardly... it hurts, it's not when you broke up with your boyfriend or you have unrequited love is when you know that your close person has left to live for several months, and you can do nothing... this hurts. Or when you're standing in the cemetery, one in front of the gravestone, and so you at least want to hear the word from someone near there... and it hurts, but cut your veins so show. The real pain nobody knows... And it's not a cure. It is not sestopal wounds, it just covers them with a gauze bandage on top of new experiences, new sensations, life experiences. And sometimes, caught in something, this bandage flies and the fresh air hits the wound, giving her a new pain... and new life... Time is a bad doctor. Makes you forget about the pain of old wounds, inflicting new... and crawl through life as her wounded soldiers... And every year for the growing and growing amount of bad imposed bandages...

The death of a loved is the most terrible grief that can befall a person. The pain of loss often feels unbearable.

Ask a question to yourself: "what is life?"
If love, joy, grief, or loss?
And is there for life what is the fee?
And why is it so important in the life of optimism?
And what is life? Love of course
We are with her through life by the hand let's go,
And if not her - hoping, waiting,
And wait, it seemed, going endlessly.
And what is life? Hilarious
Or smile first child
Ile informed the rest of the film,
Like forgotten to all.
And what is life? The blossom of spring,
Our colored dream
And then, after a fierce winter
Suddenly starts the rebirth of nature.
And what is life? Smile mom
And then, as young soldiers,
Once under a bullet or under a shell
But she smiles, and despite the wounds.
And what is life? Our hope,
That helps miracle right to wait
As a child - a story in the life expect
And despite the fact that they became older.
And what is life? - Of course faith
And faith's mother that her son is waiting for a home
And faith in God, that life with you,
And the belief that the success of the business.
And what is life? Life understanding,
Things that could not understand
After all, everybody needs to know exactly
Only in study gain knowledge.
So what is life? And do not answer -
It flows, playing hearts
It is everywhere, everywhere - in our dreams
And even where not immediately accept.
This is life - full and multi-faceted,
And let complex and difficult at times,
And let fortune, sometimes evil,
Despair is still too early.

it's awfully hard to say that all is well, and then prostrate on the floor, more feeling loss

With what we cannot keep, lost - weeping.