Like the sun can burn your skin...so too can witnessing horror.
Your eyes really are the windows to your soul, and lasting impressions are stored there.
A broken heart actually does hurt, it isn't just a saying used too often by teenage girls.
The pain will not kill you, and you do not die, no matter how bad you may wish you would.
Your eyes do not fall out from crying, as many a mom would have her crying child believe.
Time does not heal all wounds, it merely hides it under a new layer of skin.
In times of need, true friends will have your back...and your front and your right and your left, and they will pick you up and carry you to wherever it is you need to be.
From great sadness does come great joy...Joy in the strengthening of friendships, joy in some of the little things in life, joy in finding new friendships. And even joy can be found in the knowledge that the family you chose has seen deep inside of you, a place that even you yourself had never seen...and you all walked there together.
The treasures they leave behind are real and right there waiting for you...you only need to open your eyes and see.
That 1 out of 3 were not meant to die in the ocean that day.
I am a treasure they left behind.
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