Grief is a glass door. At times you miss seeing it, till you walk right into it. That first impact numbs you, even embarrasses you. Till the pain or the shame of it sets in. Why didn’t you see it? How could you walk into it? We shy away from…
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Grief is a glass door. At times you miss seeing it, till you walk right into it. That first impact numbs you, even embarrasses you. Till the pain or the shame of it sets in. Why didn’t you see it? How could you walk into it? We shy away from…