All The Fallen -

And then, take a breath. Feel the ground beneath your feet. Notice that you are still here, still breathing, still capable of choosing.

To all the fallen:

And then, of course, there are the people. The ones we loved who are no longer here. The grandparent whose voice you can no longer quite summon. The partner who left not by death, but by choice—a different kind of falling, one that leaves you standing but hollowed out. all the fallen

Here is a list of just a few of the fallen: And then, take a breath

So what do we do with this heavy knowledge? How do we live well in a world littered with the ruins of what was? all the fallen