If I had to sum up grief in one word, I think I’d choose lonely. The most aching loneliness you could imagine. It’s consuming. It’s dark. Some days it’s as cozy and familiar as your favorite fuzzy blanket that you…
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It’s started, as we all knew it would. Quiet rumblings of ‘going back to normal,’ of reopening the economy, of again having the freedom to grab a cup of coffee, take our kids to the park, fly across the country…
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A couple of years ago, Jenn got me a One Line a Day memory journal (she also gifted me these pens. They’re perfect for this journal (and they’re Jenn’s favorites)). This practice has been one of the sweetest and easiest…
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