It breaks me to see them clearing up his things. Trying to erase the bad things that had happened. Trying to find normality in a mass of catastrophe. How trivial my problems are as compared to theirs. Despite all, they had to find the strength to stand up and continue life, work and updating friends and family on the situation. It's heart-wrenching to even look at his photo now and think that he is not here anymore. I cannot imagine what they are going through and I'm not going to try or even pretend I know because it is something that people just cannot understand. Life is never fair. But this is really too much.
