The Eternal Riddle of Time

Time is a precarious thing.  Something we think we know, we think we have; like a fickle lover whose adoration one moment feeds and sustains your soul then obliterates your heart for amusement. For the bereaved, for those of us left behind, the grief is unbearable enough without having to grapple with this eternal riddle […]

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A Way Through Sadness

I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t know where I am going. I know that it’s been a week since my dog fell ill, three days since her passing, and I am lost. I am lost in memories having no sense of time and I am so unsure of my reality. I am lost […]

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