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Gone

Well I made it through today and now it's late and Son is asleep upstairs - we haven't talked about what was going on but we had a good long hug before he went to bed so I think we might be out the other side of all that, whatever it was - but soon it will be tomorrow and I'm so stirred up by it, almost as if Sam is going to die all over again and I don't get why anniversaries have this power, why the grief rises up on this one day, as if she hasn't been dead for four years and I hate all the mealy mouthed words people use, there's something in me wants to shout DEAD DEAD DEAD - SHE'S DEAD, my baby girl, she's fucking DEAD. But I don't. 

11:40 p.m. - 31.08.23

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