Whatever might be taken from me need not leave me with a deficit in its wake.

Maybe the thing that we’re losing is the very thing that has caused us to lose everything else in the first place.

Loss eventually arrives when something departs. Grief is working through both.

The greatest loss lies in our inability to accept loss.

We have a choice. We can be jaded by what we’ve lost, or joyous over what that thing had accomplished while we had it.

Today’s ashes are tomorrow’s soil.