Unexpected (The Material Witnesses, #1)

by Elizabeth Aton

the antidote to our pain is to be fully present with the love that exists in our lives right now. To not shy away from doubling down on love. To embrace the fact that we deserve to feel joy and aren’t betraying or dishonoring the ones that are gone by laughing with and loving the ones who are here now.

Grief is always in direct proportion to love. Since love never dies, neither will grief. It’s something I’m learning to live with, like a lost limb.

“I lost hope I would ever have any of this. Friends, you, the kids, my art, a beautiful house filled with music and laughter.” I trace the sharp edge of his jaw with my fingers tenderly and meet his gaze with soft eyes. “Best life ever. I love you.”