I need to believe he was happy, but at what cost? Perhaps I always needed to believe this, perhaps that is where the rose colored glasses came in at. Perhaps. I shouldn’t have gone looking through pictures, shouldn’t have forced it. I shouldn’t have tried to convince myself, yet again, that he was happy. The […]
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Loosing a child, I have been told, is one of the worse kind of deaths that one can experience. Of
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