There is an emptiness within that will never be filled, a broken heart. I ponder if her birthday is even harder than their death date?
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Happy almost 10th birthday Maribella…
I touch down into my body occasionally with this, and my body rejects it much like food that is spoiled. It is like, nope, sorry, not going there. Not possible. Not one little bit. But, alas, it’s true 🙁
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The dreaded marker of five years has come and gone.
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It is completely surreal to me that it has been this long…
Continue readingFour years, ten months, seventeen days
She was four years, ten months, and seventeen days when she died. Yesterday, it was four years, ten months, and seventeen days since she died. Today, she is dead longer than she was alive.
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I think of them all the time, there is not a day that passes that they don’t enter into my mind. She more than him, popping in, making my heart stop for a moment, it building up the walls to the emotions that threaten it. In addition to the everyday, there are those touchstone days that happen throughout the year that add another layer, Christmas is one of those.
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