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Once upon a time . . .
It was a story that I played over and over in my mind and slowly it got easier as the years rolled by.
But even when it didn't hurt so much, the memories are still strong and I am glad that I remember so much. The intensity is gone but the love has remained.
People have told me that they understand but it isn't possible because they aren't me and the loss wasn't theirs. I do know that they mean well and it shows that they care.
This is what counts today.