My Grandmother Died and I Am Broken

I published this a little over one year ago to my friends on Facebook and now I’m ready to share it with a wider audience. If you’ve ever gone through the death of someone you cherish, I hope it helps to heal you. This one was excruciating. Thank you for allowing me to share it with you.

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My grandmother holding my mom. Circa 1970.

This is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to endure.

The emotions have been overwhelmingly intense. I didn’t even know anything could ever affect me so deeply.

“I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.”

It wasn’t meant for anybody but herself.

You don’t have time. You just, don’t.

Yes, you. Reading this.

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