Today marks 6 months since
Aunty C passed away. It's still hard for everyone, obviously much more for my cousins, Mom, and Papa (grandpa). A few months ago, I had my first dream of Aunty C. She looked happy, vibrant, and full of life as she was smiling and laughing. When I woke up, the song Ain't No Mountain High Enough was stuck in my head.
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