Simmering.... That is what this feels like. Surrounded by misery and sadness. My own sadness pales in comparison. My happiness is paled as well.
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How can I even begin to talk about the mundane things in my life when two friends are struggling and on the verge of separation and even worse, one friend is mourning the loss of her husband?
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Maybe after tomorrow's funeral, I will better be able to compose some thoughts. But for now, I have to get laundry done so my husband can pack to leave our current home for the final time in less than 48 hours.
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God Bless you.
