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A part of me is dead, and I know I am never going to be the same person I once was. Just like having a child changes you, losing a loved one too soon does as well.
One is a kind of inexplicable joy and the other is a irrevocable sadness.
Life goes on, and each day is another stepping stone that takes me further from the day of loss. But as I lay down that path, I'm also carrying the unyielding weight of all the stones and days that lie ahead of me. Never knowing when the burden will lighten.
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