Without going into so many details about place, I want to share something heavy. A few days ago, someone said that the notion of grieving solely about our lost loved one misses the point that we experienced death. A death of what our lives were and what we had imagined them to be. In grief, we often focus on the missed person and not the death that occurs in ourselves. Within days of writing this, I lost my closest uncle too. Three weeks prior, we lost the youngest uncle in our family. 2018 has had a rough start for my family. Read more by clicking the link below
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