January 2011
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A living loss?
One would think that by now I’d be used to saying goodbye and letting go, time after time after time. But the truth is that (for me), it becomes harder with every morning that I wake.
My dad’s been living in a different hemisphere for years now, and as some kind of coping mechanism, you do learn to adjust to being one parent down. Except, it’s not quite that, is it? I’m...
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