After my mother di3d, time stopped making sense.
People talk about grief as if it follows a neat path: shock, denial, anger, acceptance. That is not how it worked for me. For me, it arrived like a car crash you never hear coming. One second, life is ordinary. Next, everything familiar is gone.
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