“It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone”. - John Steinbeck
I still search for you in every sunrise.
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven, where the love of our lost ones pour through and shine down on us to let us know they are happy.
In the face of a sudden death, “normal” ceases to exist, I wasn’t ready to say goodbye.
Love lives on in the memories and in the heart, nothing can change that.