Losses carve us into ourselves: different, kinder creatures. When my dad passed, I learned You'll never get over it, it's never going to be okay. You just learn how to live with his memory which will never die 😊😘
After a while, you just can't cry anymore. You juts have to believe that what happens is what's supposed to happen and you can't change that, even if you tried. So just dry the tears and hope that tomorrow will be a better day.