Posted on February 1, 2012 at 9:17am
Grief, an incredibly heavy word that means something different to everyone it touches. People push it away, tamp it down, hide from it, or lose themselves in it. I carry the ones I’ve lost close, tucked away in that special place in my heart.
My grief is still raw from my sister, our family, losing Christian. It’s a hot, jagged wound right in my core. Sometimes I swear if I touched my skin on my chest it would burn from the fire…
Posted on November 1, 2011 at 4:03pm
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