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“Sometimes you’ve taken all the shots you can,” he said. “And then it’s time to let someone else carry the puck for a while.”
Pain and happiness weren’t mutually exclusive, they could coexist in the same moment, in the same memory.
“You know, I think that’s how grief works. You have to feel it so you can heal it, not bury yourself in it. You get through it, and each time it’s a little less.
