The first line of my book is "Dying isn't the hardest thing you'll ever do - it's living."
I believe that to be true, because you have to be incredibly strong to endure what life throws at you. For those curious, or concerned - the family friend which I previously spoke of passed away this morning. After his granddaughter gave him a kiss and left the room, they removed him from life support. He was surrounded by his wife, children, and friends as he faced his death. He was an amazing man - a proud man.
The hardest thing that family will do is wake up each morning and find a way to go on living. It was a blessing they had the opportunity to hold his hand, to talk to him, to read to him and spend three days with him. No one will ever know if he was aware of their presence as he was in a coma, but his soul felt their love. That man was a fighter, a tough guy, and I believe he would have punched death in the face. I believe the love in the end is what made it easy for him to let go. A woman has lost someone who was so in love with her, grandchildren lost the only father they ever knew, and my best friend has lost the most important man in her life.
Living after loss is the hardest thing you'll ever do. But it will make you stronger.