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January 14, 2014
Grief is a funny thing. It’s like a scab that forms only to
be ripped off again at the smallest of things. I’ve yet to determine if things
like this are more like ankle sprains or bone fractures. If the body is weaker or stronger after the injury has healed. I feel as if the Lord says
we’re stronger, but there are many moments I feel so weak. But that’s when the
Lord is my strength.
Grief comes and goes and lasts a lifetime really. It seems our society would have invented a fix-all pill by now for things like grief. A pill that would take away all the hurt and all the pain and all the memories.
But I would never take it.
Because I want the memories.
Grief comes and goes and lasts a lifetime really. It seems our society would have invented a fix-all pill by now for things like grief. A pill that would take away all the hurt and all the pain and all the memories.
But I would never take it.
Because I want the memories.
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