Revisiting Loss & Letting Go

Fifteen years ago, one of my closest friends committed suicide at the age of 32. The day on which I found out was absolutely and unequivocally the worst day of my life.  Time seemed to stop and I felt shocked, sad, and numb all at the same time. I cried and cried until there were no tears left in my body and I felt a depth of pain that I didn’t even know was possible to experience. Time Heals All Wounds - Or Does It? The tears and the sadness lasted for a long, long time, but I gradually moved … [Read more...]