My god-mother died and it was over a week before I found out. Turns out that her son have moved her up to Seattle earlier this year. I didn't know that either. I would have liked the chance to have seen her and attend her funeral.
There is a lot of anger and fussing going on in my head but nothing changes the fact that my Gramma Dorthy is gone and I am sad and miss her.
A dear friend directed me to a writing of her's regarding grief. It is truly beautiful. It reminded me that grief is what we call it when we have experienced love.
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I am so very sorry for your loss. And grateful you found some measure of comfort in my words. Hugs to you, beautiful soul.
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