In this documentary this mother lost her daughter and she's explaining how she lost half of herself. The days and weeks after losing her daughter she said she had to keep reminding herself that her daughter was real. She was really here.
That really hit me.
This is the first time I can identify what loss and grief feels like. Constantly reminding myself he was real. He's not a distant dream. He's not a ghost of a dream. He was real. He is real. He did die. But my brother was real.

















