A man sitting in a dark place with elbows on knees and hands covering his face.Grief isn't meant to be a cage - it's meant to be a door. A passage, not a prison. A bridge, not a wall. So, let the tears fall when they come. Let the laughter rise when memories bring warmth. And let sorrow and joy exist side by side, for they are not opposites - they are just love in different forms.

- Jameson Arasi