I miss Donna. I miss the love I gave. I miss the love I received. I long to once again be loved into being. These emotions are paper cuts today not yesterdays lacerations. In all fairness even today they can bleed freely. Why have I not moved up or down stream? Why am I not sitting on the bank under a willow tree tossing pebbles into the water?
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Have you ever filed an article in a read later folder and a week or two later open it and smack yourself because you hadn't read it sooner? I did and here is this gem on grief, grieving, and more. An important piece on grief and loss.
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