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 😊😘
Walking away, with your head held high is dignity. Walking away with head held high and a gleam in your eye is called self-esteem. Walking away with your head held high and a gleam in your eye and pride in your stride is called cockiness. Walking away .