I wish I could say time heals all wounds, but I can't. Wounds will slowly heal, scars will form, memories will fade in time, but the void remains. Loss changes everything and it has changed me. The pain will never go away and maybe it shouldn't, because it has made me look at life with fresh eyes. I've learned to live with the pain and although it has brought me to my knees, it's made me stronger, it's made me more grateful, and it's made me value each new day and the people I choose to surround myself with. My pain doesn't define me, but my survival does. I'm still here...and I'm thankful for everyone who has chosen to walk beside me, accept me and support me, without judging me, as I learn to live again.