A Thousand Broken Pieces (A Thousand Boy Kisses, #2)

by Tillie Cole

For those who have lost a loved one, I walk with you. For those who have lost a piece of their heart, I hold your hand. For those who don’t know how to move on, I pray this book gives you solace.

have come to understand that death, for the sick, is not so hard to endure. For us, eventually our pain ends, we go to a better place. But for those left behind, their pain only magnifies.”

A loved one’s death wasn’t a onetime thing that you had to endure. It was an endless cycle.

And that although life on this Earth couldn’t hold him like he needed, he was free now.

Because when you have lost something so precious, when something priceless comes along, you embrace it with both hands. And you never let it go.

Even when we pass, that energy remains.” She shrugged. “I think that’s why we feel them with us at times. Maybe their energy stays close by. It remembers us.”

“depression, for some, can be so difficult to live with that it is a terminal illness.”

“Depression is a sickness that eats away at all happiness and light until there is nothing left but hopelessness and despair. Like cancer ravishes the body, depression ravishes the mind, the soul, the spirit. It’s a silent killer, stealing life away gradually, moment

none of us were after losing our loved ones. You couldn’t lose someone you loved so much and ever return to the person you were before. Loss changed you. But you could heal. You could repair your fractured spirit with golden lacquer and hold on to life. That life wouldn’t look the same ever again. But it didn’t mean that it wouldn’t be worthwhile. That it wouldn’t be beautiful. Perhaps loss taught a

person to love life more. Because you understood what it was like to lose that life. You wouldn’t take it for granted anymore.

“Wabi-sabi teaches us to embrace life’s imperfections, its impermanence and incompleteness.”

Love didn’t die; it was eternal. It was a tattoo on our souls. A gift that even death could not take away. If you have been loved, even if you have lost, that love will never leave. It will fill your heart and patch over the holes that grief leaves behind. We just must hold on to it when all seems impossible.