“Arrows are like snow or sorrow or secrets--they seem small and light, but their weight adds up.” — Tyrell Johnson Copy Share Image
“Grief never goes away. It just changes. At first it's like molten-hot lava dripping from your heart and hollowing you from the inside. Over… — Tyrell Johnson Copy Share Image
“Arrows are like snow or sorrow or secrets--they seem small and light, but their weight adds up.” — Tyrell Johnson Copy Share Image
