The Sky Is Everywhere

by Jandy Nelson

It’s as if someone vacuumed up the horizon while we were looking the other way.

What are we going to do with all this love?

I meant that I know now how close death is. How it lurks. And who wants to know that? Who wants to know we are just one carefree breath away from the end? Who wants to know that the person you love and need the most can just vanish forever?

Grief is forever. It doesn’t go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath.