Grief isn’t a path you walk—it’s a world you inhabit until you’re ready to leave it.

  TO SOLSTICE:

  Even in death, you are known.

  Even when you’re lost, your body remembers you.

  Even when you can’t understand your pain, your instincts will guide you toward what you need—even if it’s just one more mouse to chase.

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  All our love and tears, Your Fathers.

  YOU ARE A BADASS.