Grief
When you died, I lost a piece of myself. I remember feeling like I had died that day too…
Continue ReadingWhen you died, I lost a piece of myself. I remember feeling like I had died that day too…
Continue ReadingRight now, I know, having been where you are, grief is your largest organ. Every centimeter from your scalp to your toes feels scalded, disfigured for life. But I hope you’ll be surprised, as I was, sometime next year (or the one after that), to see grief claim a smaller space, to mimic instead a […]
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