I’ve never dealt with grief before this so every thought and feeling has been new, but I’ve also been fairly aware the whole time. The first week after he died I took time off from most responsibilities. No work, didn’t clean much, no rush to close the book on anything.
Then he’d had to meet with a prospective mage who wanted ‘a guild that would give him a challenge’ and saw Fairy Tail as just the right place. Patronising prick didn’t have half the fire power he thought he did.
Always look to the light like sunflowers in a field. When we stand together, we can face every cloudy day with courage, share our renewed hopes, and grow every dream into better and brighter tomorrows. Onwards!