That the devastation of your loss will always exist is not the same as saying you are “eternally broken.” It is saying we are made of love and scars, of healing and grace, of patience. Of being changed, by each other, by the world, by life. Evidence of loss can always be seen, if we only know how to look. The life that comes from this point on is built atop everything that came before: the destruction, the hopelessness, the life that was and might have been.
