Every night when I go to bed, I hope that I may never wake again, and every morning renews my grief.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Grieve and mourn for yourself not once or twice, but again and again.
I can be almost terminally grief-stricken because things are so dire, but at the same time, there's a real lightheartedness about just the recoverability of life, of how things change, how they're not the same, ever again.
You don't go around grieving all the time, but the grief is still there and always will be.
I didn't wake up one morning and not be in the Replacements. We're all that forever, and I've just grown older. I mean, I haven't lost anything. I've gained a few things.
I wake up every morning literally with a smile on my face, grateful for another day I never thought I'd see.
The scariest thought in the world is that someday I'll wake up and realize I've been sleepwalking through my life: underappreciating the people I love, making the same hurtful mistakes over and over, a slave to neuroses, fear, and the habitual.
The weird thing about grief, for me at least, was when each of my parents died, for a year or two afterwards I was pretty wildly brave - just willing to take life on.
I just thank God when I wake up every day.
Every morning I wake up and thank God.
I nearly died three times in 2008, and when you go through those experiences, you realize that you're blessed every day that you wake up. My world changed, my life changed, and with the help of my wife Jane, I was able to survive.