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But I realized somewhere during that first day, the absence is not a void, but a vessel. It’s a vessel that’s mine to fill with wonder and experiences and joy for the rest of my life. And THAT is an incredible gift. Originally, I imagined the vessel as a cup, a vase, a bowl—something with an edge to overflow. But now, I see the vessel as a great cargo ship with Lev as its captain, sailing the sea, peering through a spyglass, looking for the next destination, the next treasure. Watching. Keeping me from wrecking on the rocks. This is where Lev lives for me.

via McSweeney’s Internet Tendency: No Fear of Flying: Kamikaze Missions in Death, Sex, and Comedy: These Things Happened..

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