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Daughter of Mary Lou
Writing myself through grief. Of mother loss, death, dying, hospice, liquid morphine hourly, and living through it.

Gah. Been. There.

I’m like, Yay me. That and $3.50 will buy me a cuppa coffee.

Please hang in. If I’m not allowed to kill myself, neither are you.

Good luck and hugs.

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    Daughter of Mary Lou

    Writing myself through grief. Of mother loss, death, dying, hospice, liquid morphine hourly, and living through it.