Today was rough. I attended Jalia Marie Kervahn's funeral with family and friends. It stirred up some old emotions that still lingered from when I went to my grandfather's funeral last summer. Losing a grandpa at 87 and losing a sister at the age of 24 are different. We all were expecting for him to pass on. He worked in the coal mines, used to
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