What is it about someone's passing that puts everything else into perspective? Why does it take a tragedy to make someone realize what's "really important?"
The truth is, without this person in the world it will be forever different. Even if it's different for a small group of people...a family, a group of friends, neighbors, pets. The day to day little annoyances seem so...insignificant. Because they are.
In the morning, i'm worrying about my eye liner being uneven. The same afternoon i'm remembering someone's life.
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