" There are some pains that ride around in your coat pocket—you’re aware they’re there. They’re heavy and beat against you as you walk, but you’ll eventually take off the coat and forget you ever carried around something so sharp and misshapen. Other pains, though, brand your soul, changing everything about who you are, how you identify yourself, how you think, how you breathe, how you live. Sometimes, the only reason you go on living is because you feel compelled to bear witness to the loss, to say to the world: “This person lived. He was real, and I loved him. "

― Toni McGee Causey , The Saints of the Lost and Found