Your joy is real. I’m happy for you. This place has given me hope (and I’m known for being optimistic) when I struggled with all the seemingly insurmountable evil and corruption that’s anchored itself to our world. I’m once again letting years old grief wash over me as the anniversary of my sibling’s murder approaches in a couple days. I’ve had years to work through this. This morning all I keep thinking about is where does the live go? The love of the one who’s gone? Is it shown to me by acts of kindness from others? Does it dissipate into the ether? Do I actually posses it? Or is it just gone? Grieving a murder is so different than death by disease or accident. My sibling and I grieved our little bro and mother when we were barely in grade school.
Sometimes I feel a spiritual connection with anons here, our hive mind and our dedication to truth and ultimately God winning. Thank you for being an anchor and reminding me we are all in this together. WWG1WGA