I've been writing a lot in my journal this month as opposed to my blog. It's as though the thoughts that fill its pages are somehow too sacred to share. The real grief that ever so often floods my space and takes over my heart. As I inch closer to two years without Sam I…
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Silent Nights.
I was so physically exhausted towards the end of my work day today that when a co-worker requested someone go two floors down to pick up some paperwork I sheepishly asked an office mate to do it. I was too afraid if I stood up and walked down the stairs, I might not make it back…
Thinking of Sam 