Half of me is missing … and the other half is missing you. Ranata Suzuki

But what is grief if not love persevering? Wandavision

I’ve lived through some terrible things in my life, some of which actually happened. Mark Twain

She’s the place you came from, your first home, and she’s the map you follow with every step you take.

That first taste takes me back. In that taste, I can feel her bustling around the kitchen, the mish-mash of heat from the oven and cool breeze from the back door, ajar. In that taste, she is there, in the kitchen. Nikesh Shukla