It is a weight that you cannot lose.
Tre L. Loadholt
11

Tre, I’ve often thought of grief as this thing I always carry around. Some days it has the size and weight of a boat anchor. Other days it’s like a couple of coins in my pocket. But it’s always there. Always.

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