These moments.

I hate these moments. When the fact that someone is gone from this realm really hits you. To put it lightly it pretty much sucks. Big time. Missing both my mother and grandmother. A lot. Lord, give me strength. To my guardian angels - give me strength. To my ancestors, give me strength. To the Universe, orchestrate it all. I submit myself to every higher power out there. I am constantly trying to accept and trust, but the depth of these realities is not easy to swallow. Maybe it is all to make me more empathetic to those who I will be soon working with, as their realities are even harsher than my own. I'm trying not to question these things because I understand they are part of Your Plan, but goodness.