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You don’t know how much you love someone until you realize you’re never going to see them again. That you must live in a world where they no longer are. The finality of it, the utter endlessness of grief—it was overwhelming.
Loneliness wasn’t the absence of people, she realized. It was the absence of people who understood you.
If the mountains had taught Liz anything, it was that the journey was never about reaching the peak. You climbed—and kept climbing—to push through the struggle and experience the glimpses of beauty along the way. For how the climb made you feel.
