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I share it all because the highlights divide us and the struggles unite us.
Through these candid confessions and reflections, you will understand that we are all connected. We are united by similar fears, self-doubt, and pressures.
We each hold a key to unlocking our fullest potential through inspired action.
To my sister and brother.
Your eyes are swollen and heavy. They have wept and kept tears in moments of solitude and in strength, I know. A balance of letting go, holding on, and holding back. Rejecting the realities of loss, and praying for it all to be a dream. But it never is. You are reawakened each morning with the same weight on your chest. Your sadness consumes you. Your mind is full of trickery, giving you glimpses of normalcy and false hope for old habits. It’s a silent phone that isn’t going to ring, but your mind still holds hope that he will call again, just as he always did.
