Dammit. My mother would have been 76 today, and I've been wanting to talk to her (and subsequently bursting into tears) all day.
It's better than not being able to cry, which was the first year. But damn, damn, damn this hurts.
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Dammit. My mother would have been 76 today, and I've been wanting to talk to her (and subsequently bursting into tears) all day.
It's better than not being able to cry, which was the first year. But damn, damn, damn this hurts.
That just hurts, Karl.
But damn, damn, damn this hurts.
Yup.
Oh, Karl. :(
I'm so sorry, Karl. I'm glad you're past the unable to cry part, now, and may the tears be relief, and healing.
I'm sorry Karl.
Ah, Karl...
I'm so sorry, Karl.
Karl, I'm so sorry.
{{{{{Karl}}}}}}