I read bon's post and though to myself, "Gee. 4 years. That's a long time."
I guess it is. How did 2005 become 2009?
Painful question.
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In January of 2005, my son C. died. Then he was born. These are the 8 million pieces of my life, as I pick them up,one by one.
And now, featuring the addition of our second beautiful child, BB and his lovely sister E.
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Agreed. I just commented on another post, "Time is the worst possible cliche and the best, acutal reality us grievers have."
It is so damned slippery that it can change speeds.
Four years...wow
Been thinking about you alot lately...
Been thinking about you alot lately...
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