When a loved one perishes, we look to reminiscence for comfort. We have only echoes of happier times, but they are nonetheless precious. They mark us, change our lives with uplifting thoughts and emotions. The memories give us a fundamental vitality. It's sad and beautiful.
It feels like I have hit a low point. I already bore a low mood for a fair while prior, and my attitude to life has been somewhat poor. I have to vow not to sink in sorrow, but to instead somehow seek joy and make it mine. I wish to put my heart into all that I enjoy and all that I pursue. They are not distractions, but things that make me who I am. It's worthy of going all out for.
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