Andy Grammer Quotes

I was terribly wounded by my wife's death.

My life was very tenuous last year. My daughter's death, in March in 2007, was unexpected. It was a shock. I didn't know if I'd survive it.

I lost my husband, and it's a horrific thing to live through.

It is difficult to ever think about your loved one having suffered.

Cry if you have a compound fracture, by all means. Or if your grandpa died. But otherwise, save it for your pillow.

A fundamental and unfortunate part of being alive is to suffer loss and to suffer grief.

Nothing had prepared me for the depth of pain George's death precipitated.

In December 1988, my mother died of lung cancer. I died too. I couldn't function.

When you lose your mother at 20 and then your father soon after, melancholia is part of your life.

I think that people always say when people pass away that time heals all wounds. And that's probably the biggest lie. It's not true. I think we all need to remember that it is always still tough, and it's like losing a piece of your heart.

I just didn't want to admit that he was dead.

My father's death, my move, and my frightening and difficult delivery created a tremendous amount of stress, pain, and sadness for me. I was practically devastated beyond recovery.

Grief is so human, and it hits everyone at one point or another, at least, in their lives. If you love, you will grieve, and that's just given.

When Michael died I was tipped over the edge. I was beyond grief.

I was scared when I lost my mother, my father, my brother, my sister.

When the baby dies, On every side Rose stranger's voices, hard and harsh and loud. The baby was not wrapped in any shroud. The mother made no sound. Her head was bowed That men's eyes might not see Her misery.

I think any time we lose people, it's a hard moment.

The loss of my father was the most traumatic event in my life - I can't forget the pain.

I know what you go through when you learn someone close to you has died.

I am not sad, but I am melancholic. When you lose your mother at 20 and then your father soon after, melancholia is part of your life.

In truth, 2007 was the hardest year of my life. I lost my best friend. I lost my father.

Grief changes shape, but it never ends.

I had to go on without my mother, even though I was suffering terribly, grieving her.

Losing my mum. That was a punch-me moment.

I think loss of loved ones is the hardest blow in life.