On Grief, a Year Later
I didn't know. I didn't know so much. I didn't know that the searing pain of "he's gone, Breanne" was just the beginning. I didn't know...
"I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."
-L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea