Lately I have found so much solace in the writing of other’s. This piece spoke to me on so many different levels.
My Mother Will Never Know Her Grandchild
My Mother
Lately I have found so much solace in the writing of other’s. This piece spoke to me on so many different levels.
My Mother Will Never Know Her Grandchild
'How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.'
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Through tears and laughter, in whispers and screams from my shattered heart - to the words on this page and into my art - as I search for calm
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I totally relates this this! Thank you for sharing!
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The author nailed it. My mom had been gone 12 years before I had Darcy, but it was all so fresh when she wasn’t there as a grandma. It was like losing her all over again. I hate that you went through this too. Hugs.
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