Today is the birthday of the brother I lost 14 years ago. He would be 32 today. His birthdays hurt more than the anniversaries of his death because to me they hammer home all the potential that was lost the day he died.
Also today I found out that someone I don’t know, but who is friends with many of my online friends, lost her husband suddenly.
Days like today make me question the universe and wonder ‘what’s the point’? Maybe the universe knew I would be asking that question today so it provided this to me yesterday … it seems really appropriate for some reason: