A personal documentation of grief.
“Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak knits up the o’er wrought heart and bids it break” William Shakespeare, Macbeth
Oh, good grief
When you can almost hear her…
It’s been years since she’s left, but sometimes I still feel like I can almost hear her or touch her
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