Every year since, I have thought that the pain of this day's passing each year would diminish and fade away and yet when I opened my eyes in the wee small hours of this morning, long before the sunrise, I felt the pain in my heart just as sharply as I did on that first January 15th, and just as I did on the second and the third anniversary of Love's promise unkept and now again on the thirteenth...
And as I prayed for his happiness this morning, I was reminded that my greatest fear is that I may not live long enough to forget...
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"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love. But then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be happy one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness."
- Woody Allen
"Fear Eats the Soul"
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