something strange has happened.
while i have mourned my sister, i have also been profoundly affected with new love for those i previously found most challenging. i feel as though the spirit of my sister is there encouraging me to appreciate what i have. i have sewn holes in socks and tried to cook dinner each night. i love my signifci other. i want to make my son feel loved -the big one- and i feel like i have been in a coma and why have i spent so long not loving? i love her so much. i miss her forevere.
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