The Guilt of Grieving

My new, smaller family is on vacation this week. We're visiting old friends, some family, carving out new memories, enjoying ourselves. And I feel guilty as hell about it. I know it's silly, I know it. He's gone, we're still living, it wasn't our fault what happened happened. We have to keep on living, and... Continue Reading →

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