BlathrWayne Lorentz

Showing blathrs with the tag “Grief.”

Saturday, December 5th, 2020 Alive 18,120 days

Iʼve decided that grief is an ocean: it comes in waves. The waves get bigger and the waves get smaller and sometimes the sea is calm. The tide still comes in occasionally from my fatherʼs death, and that was almost 25 years go. I expect this will happen with my mother, as well.

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