Dear Benita

 Dear Benita,

I was clicking through the "next blog" button trying to find a blog I could comment on and get credit for my class I am in, but when I read this, I could care less that it was for the class rather I wanted too. I know too know the pain of what it is like to lose someone, both in family and in love. I wake up every day and feel exactly what you said above. The worse part of it all is even while you grieve the only help you hear is "it will get better with time." We both deep down know it is true but that hole inside is hurts to bad to realize it. I have spent and still spend countless nights in states of misery, anger, and hopelessness only to realize there is nothing I can do to fill that hole. The only thing that gets me through each day and each night is thinking about the memories and love I got to share with those who caused that hole in me. Life is to short to live in that fear, rather to enjoy what we are privileged to experience in this crazy thing called life. I know it seems strange but maybe what those people say actually is true, maybe it will get better with time. This world is crazy and the things we experience are even more so, but that is what makes it so special. Just keep that chin up B, keep it up high.
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