Received the call this morning that D passed away.
Every time I see, think, or type those words, my breath catches in my throat and hot tears sting my eyes.
If I thought I was done before, I underestimated the depths of doneness one can sink to.
But I will go to work, because I need the money, and because I need something mindless to do.
My heart hurts. I can't imagine how C and the girls are feeling...
Every time I see, think, or type those words, my breath catches in my throat and hot tears sting my eyes.
If I thought I was done before, I underestimated the depths of doneness one can sink to.
But I will go to work, because I need the money, and because I need something mindless to do.
My heart hurts. I can't imagine how C and the girls are feeling...
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