My best friend and I both lost parents within two years and it's made us hyper-aware of how precious our friendship is, but also weirdly careful with each other in a way that feels like we're already practicing for more loss, and I don't know if this new tenderness is beautiful or if we're just scared.
More people experience this than they realize.
Loss has taught you both how much you matter to each other, but now you're loving each other like you're made of glass.
“Where Are You with The gift of mortality — what loss teaches about being alive?”
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.