Two for Tea: Welcome to Azathé (Cambric Creek #4)

by C.M. Nascosta

“Grief is the wound love leaves on our heart,”

“When does it stop hurting?” She was barely able to get the words out as her shoulders hitched, and that, too, didn’t seem to bother the familiar. “It doesn’t.”

“The strength of that ache is the tenacity of love, and it never fades.” His voice, so full of vehemence just a short while ago, was now somber, gentled, but no less full of conviction. “What does happen, is that your heart will heal around it. Yes? It’s not something that ever goes away, and like any bruise, to poke it will ache. But your heart will grow around it, protecting it, and it simply becomes a part of you. Don’t ever expect that ache to go away, little one. But stop considering it a negative thing. Grief is a gift. Do you understand?”

The truth of unknowable things is that they are forever unknowable.

one can never truly go home again, for the home of your childhood no longer exists, for you are no longer a child.”

Grief is a gift.

Sometimes I can hardly breathe around it. It never goes away. But life goes on. You fill your days with other things, you give your heart to new people and hope they’ll take care of it. They still walk beside us. They still hold us when we fall. And we’ll see them again, eventually.”

“Trusting new people to take care of your heart. Trusting yourself to let them love you.”