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The Day After

Sometimes it isn’t until the day after a tragedy that it starts to really sink in.  It’s not until after you close your eyes and your body finally succumbs to sleep.  You awaken in the morning to the stark reality. … Continue reading

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Good Grief

I remember the first time that I wanted to be a writer.  I was in the third grade.  The assignment was to write a story about a tin can.  I titled it, “The Diary of a Tin Can.”  I even … Continue reading

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Waves

It seems that the most common way to describe the feeling of grief is to say that it “comes in waves.” I spent the last week at the beach on vacation with my family.  It’s one of the only places … Continue reading

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The Art of the Hug

I have had a lot of hugs lately.  Mostly I like hugs.  I like short hugs, long hugs, all kinds of hugs.  It’s nice. I have had a lot of hugs lately, not because of anything I’ve done, but because … Continue reading

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