I've got a bunch of new doodles that I've been doing at my new gig at MS and I want to start sharing them here with you. I don't know if this played into this past weekend. Let me explain. Last Friday was the day a year ago that Holly went into the hospital for a surgery that she really didn't need. It was the beginning of the end and the emotional part of it I tried to avoid over the weekend but it hit me hard on the way home from work. Holly didn't come back from the hospital. Her demons took over and nothing was the same after that. I miss you sweetie.
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You have my sincere condolances.
While not quite the same, early this year I suffered a wound to the core as my brother accidentally took his own life.
These are the wounds that though they heal, leave a mark on the heart forever, eh? That they linger, at least, is a reminder of why they were important in our lives, and how we were better for having known them.
Life, she is complicated.
Tara,
I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your brother. It's definaately a long hard road afterward.
I will keep in mind your comments, they are good ones.
Thank you.
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