When does the grief hit you? It hits me when I'm alone and have no choice but to think. Most often on a plane going somewhere.....
It's then that I remember everything...my childhood, growing up....moving away but still staying in touch....the last few months....the last few days...the last few hours and then the last few minutes. The ending does not leave my mind. I've seen a lot of death but never has it lingered in my mind for so long. That last breath still echoes in my mind with painful detail.
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