Horcruxes

I love the Harry Potter books for a lot of reasons, but mostly because the stories are just pure fun. I was a teenager when I read the books for the first time and somehow parts of the stories are imbedded in my core and pop up in the weirdest of times.

This last week my thoughts often returned to the world of Harry Potter, pondering the concept of horcruxes. You Know Who used these objects to conceal parts of his soul, to keep him alive, but in a way I think we all create horcruxes of sorts.

No, not by killing people but simply by living.

When I was seventeen I met a very sweet guy, we dated, got serious and stayed together for the better part of six years. At that point we broke up (in a friendly way) and continued our lives, both of us on a different path.

Last week this sweet guy, past away. Too young, too sudden.

And even though our ways had parted ten years ago, a part of my soul ripped apart, leaving me heartbroken, sad beyond reason.

We all scatter parts of our soul around us, in our partner, family, friends and pets. To be remembered, thought of. And even when this life ends, a part of us keeps on existing.

You can’t bring loved ones back to life, but you can cherish the part of their soul they left behind.

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