A time to be born and a time to die, A time to plant and a time to uproot.
A time to say goodbye, A time to bid farewell and a time to look forward.
No farewell words
Death is only passing through God's other door.
Gone from our sight, but never from our hearts.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
Take the pain and grow beauty.
We living with our family wounded by a loss...
Life, unfortunately, It is inevitable, as much as we hate losing our love one.
Lives are like rivers: Eventually they go where they must, you can not touch the same water twice.
The loss will never be undone. We must live with it and turn that loss into something positive.