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This book is dedicated to anyone that’s lost someone who made their days better. It never stop hurting. The hurt just hurts a little less.
“When you truly, truly love someone, Milo, it doesn’t just die. Life happens and that love creeps into a dark hole, hoping to never be discovered again. Even if they’ve wronged you, you learn to love them less, but it’s almost impossible not to love them anymore if you ever really did.
Fear is fighting to keep you stagnant, stubborn, and prideful. But what’s pride when it comes to falling and being in love?”
Time heals, but it doesn’t make you forget.
“But then, Aeir picked my shit up and turned it all the way around. That’s the power of love. That’s the power of a woman. A woman is the strongest creature ever produced. Nothing tops that creation. God did His big shit, bro.
She lifted me. She lit me, refusing to leave me in the darkness. She healed me.
“There isn’t a person on this planet I think is capable of what my wife is capable of. She carries the weight, graciously. The magnitude of her influence in my world is just… unimaginable, Milo. I run to her. I cling to her. She is my altar. There’s nothing she can’t handle when it comes to me. Her strength is intangible.
Just like you promised me, I promise to hold space for you and my understanding that your head and heart are warring.”
Grief doesn’t have a timeframe. It doesn’t have a clock. It never stops. It just hurts a little less. I will always hold space for your pain, even on our biggest day.
“You are the epitome of love. And your unwavering love for me and our son leaves me wondering if I’m even loving you hard enough, boldly enough, loud enough, unapologetically enough. And then, I quickly remember just how incomplete, just how empty I am when you’re not around and know that I must love you as much as you do me. Because there’s no other way to explain it.
Each day, you root yourself deeper in my heart, deeper in my soul, making me aware of places that were undiscovered prior to your presence.
“You’re so good at this, Nay. Loving me for who I am and exactly where I am without compromising your beliefs, morals, or sanity. You’re so good at this, baby. Forcing me to see that I have potential beyond the books. You’re so good at this, my love. Helping me understand that I don’t only have a brain but I have a heart, too.
RIOT THIMBLE WHOSE LOVE STORY IS IT ANYWAY? THE EISENBERG EFFECT
