Certainly true, it will never be the same. This idea plays to a central tenet I preach all the time:

The only constant is change.

I preach it because I struggle with it. I think we all do. Life is hard. Obstacles present all the time, changing parameters, changing immediate realities, you get the idea.

The death of a loved one, the death of a parent, it hits with all the more sting.

Full life? Yep.

Better to be released from a body that long failed? For sure.

But she’s gone. My mom is gone. And now I need to lean all the more deeply into prayer and grown up stuff.

It will never be the same.