I was so glad to see this post.

As hard as this is Alexainie, I’m glad you’re writing it down. When my Dad died this past summer, writing grounded me where nothing else could. All it needs to be about at this point is something that works for you, whatever that is.

Take care of yourself. Sending energy and hugs.

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