Some days, I can almost transport myself back to a memory.
I allow the nostalgia to guide me. I allow my heart to ache and to feel how much the moment has always meant to me.
And I linger there.
This was not something I could do in the early stages of grief, but it is something I was able to come back to when my heart was r…
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