The joy has gone from life, the innocence, though you didn't think of it as innocence before. No joy in holidays, just sad reminders. Their death day replaces their birthday. One eye is looking forward as one eye is looking back, you can't get anywhere like that and there's really no place to go now anyway. You never get over it, time doesn't lessen it, the pain doesn't dull, it doesn't get better just different... possessions don't mean anything, money doesn't mean anything, only thing matters is relationships... life is now about the wait...
