When I entered the grieving universe I quickly discovered the millions and millions of people with grieving’s scars imprinted on their hearts.
“My prayer was answered, but not the way I wanted. Babe died five hours later. When she died, my tears began to flow and continued to flow unannounced, unpredictable, and at the most inopportune times. I am left to negotiate my way alone through the parallel universe. I thought I was the only one who grieved this deeply. I quickly learned I am one of a growing legion of people who suffer as I do.”
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