I have never had a therapist I didn’t want to murder where they sat. As a collective group they all say there is no way around grief, only through it, but for me, grief has become who I am. The idea of shedding it is as ludicrous as stepping outside of my own skin.
The fact is, some things can break you. I mean, shatter your soul and cast it into the wind in a billion tiny pieces. To think you might one day be able to find all those infinite pieces of yourself, patch everything back together, and move on with life—well, I don’t even need to dignify that with a response.
A few months ago, I shaved off a hundred and eighty-five-pound parasite. Then, once I was rid of him, I wondered why I didn’t just stick it out because the dating world is treacherous these days. Turns out, so is unemployment.
I suppose, to offset all the swiping left and Netflix binging in my life, I should take this job. There is a massive problem with the position though.
The problem’s name is, Justin Abernathy.
Of Ash and Angels, is an emotionally-charged love story that weaves together an unforgettable tale of loss and surrender, with the beauty of love and second chances. It’s a deeply moving illustration of perseverance and the indomitable strength of the human spirit.
KC Decker enchants the reader with a masterful depiction of the power of love. She provides an emotional promise while imparting a gift…
The gift of a second chance at life.