Permanent grieving is my peace, a constant in my life

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Peace is being at home, snacking from the pantry — no butler, no housekeeper, no chef, no porter, no night guard — wallowing in my grief that I’ve carried with me at least since my ten-year old girlfriend died when we were in fifth grade together 52 years ago.

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