My friend's dad died. Heart attack. She was so close to him. She's my age. He was young. It was sudden and unexpected.
My problems are so lame.
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Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer. —Rainer Maria Rilke
My heart goes out to her and to you...
Peace be with you both.
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