How is Loss A gift? (About Grief, Gratitude, & the Gifts of God) - Ann Voskamp
Three years to the hour that the police drove up the lane in the rain, I find myself unexpectedly reclining in a dentist chair, tasting blood in the back of my mouth. Don’t ever belittle the huge hole your leaving will leave. The dentist’s sliced a cut in my gum, opened me up, and I’m lyin
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