A selfish person can still love someone else, can't they? Even when they've hurt them and let them down.

Grief is love turned into an eternal missing

As the vicar said 'in sure and certain hope of eternal life' you turned to me,'I don't want sure and certain hope, I want sure and certain, Bee.'At your funeral I wanted sure and certain too. But even the church can only hope, not promise, that the end of human life is happy ever after.

...grief is loved turned into an eternal missing. ...It can't be contained in hours or days or minutes.

When I saw your strand of hair I knew that grief is love turned into an eternal missing.

But grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels...

It makes the other one more precious and also not enough. We have to try to fill not only our own boots but other people's too - yours, Leo's, Dad's. We have to expand at the moment we feel the most shrunk.

An explosion in space makes no sound at all.

Grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels....