We never really get over such a devastating loss. In the midst of it, we almost stop breathing;

 sometimes even wishing we could. And we know deep within that we will never be the same. Yet,

one day we feel the sun on our face again. We find ourselves smiling at a child or a joke or a memory.

And then we realize we are finding our way back. Changed forever? Yes. But also softer, deeper,

more vulnerable and more loving too. But we are breathing again.   
   
`                                                                                                                            -- Anonymous