A hundred years from now you and I will not be here anymore. Where we have lived, someone else will be living. Where we have walked, someone else will be…
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The further away I am from the tragic loss of my husband the simpler life gets for me, not because time heals, but because I know myself better. It took…
Dear one, I know how tender this moment is. Loss. Transition. We grieve, we stretch, we hang on for dear life. We fall apart, we begin again. We walk through…
