“ I wasn't prepared for death. Nobody is. You lose
I wasn't prepared for
death. Nobody is.
You lose someone you love more than you love yourself, and you
get a crash of mortality. You lie awake night after night,
wondering if you really believe in Heaven and Hell and finding
all kinds of reasons to cling to faith, because you can't
bare to believe that they aren't out there somewhere, a few
whispered words of a prayer away.