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[jaywalking]

Okay.  It still hurts me very deeply when people I love die or become terminally ill.  It would not be unreasonable to assume that I would be used to it already, but I am not.  I still spray my mother's God-awful perfume when I miss her too much, and last year I called my aunt to share good news with her twice.  It is as if part of my brain will

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[colorwhirl]

You are in a terrible position. My heart goes out to you because you have such an intimate knowledge with abiding sadness.

I think it would be far sadder to be utterly sanguine about the state of loss, though. That implies a comfort that is unsettling.

[jaywalking]

I have been thinking about your words for a long time, and can only conclude that you are correct. Happy Independence Day weekend!