Growing Grief
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Growing Grief

My Grandma Died of COVID & She’s More Than A Number

The sound of heavy winds wake you up around dawn that first morning after, cozy in your warm bed, the feel of soft blankets cocooning your body. For a split second you forget and you feel good. Then the memories smack you in the face. The blankets feel scratchy and heavy, your legs feel antsy, memories are suffocating your mind, the dark house doesn’t seem as forbidding as staying in bed alone with…

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A place to read and share stories of death and dying. Growing through the grief that comes before, during and after death

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nicole vandeboom

nicole vandeboom

Parenting w/humor & f-bombs. Historian finally using my $$ private-school degree. I come up with my best writing ideas naked in the shower. nicolevandeboom.com

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