The visitation and funeral are over. My dear sweet beautiful mother's body has been buried on a day when it was 9 degrees outside. It should have been me. I wish it was me in the cold ground. Nothing is ever going to take this pain away. I can't breathe, I can't see, I can't do anything. I wander around just thinking about how I wish this were a
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Hugs,
Lisa
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