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during the week my sister is due to give birth, my grandfather died.
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There are no tears, however you are gone from us. It was expected, though how could a family prepare. A mother, a sister, an aunt, a godmother, a grandmother. A short yet full life, you leave us as you lived; ready to move along. Goodbye Auntie Dianne, and much love.
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my sympathy to you both...
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i like to think when i woke at 3am too_tired_to_sleep, restless and numb, until after 4, that there was some connection to his flight.
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i totally understand... when my dad passed away 7 years ago, i actually beheld the moment his spirit left his body, a sight, like something physically yanked from him, that i will never forget. we're not just science.
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recollection_of_a_death on blue my niece was born at the same time of day my grandmother died. holding that child in my arms changed my life. i have never beheld that as a coincidence.
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(when i was in europe, before i knew KNEW my grandma passed, we were in a little cobblestoned town in the czech republic and the sun hit the amber plastic of a cross on a leather cord so right that i bought it. i lit a candle in a church in vienna. i prayed and cried in a church in budapest. i felt genetic echoes everywhere i went. to this day, when the sun breaks through the clouds, it feels like a hug from my grandma)
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jane
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all my tattoos.
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a few hours away. my dad sent me the eulogy he wrote. "that wasn't the hard part, now i actually have to read it." the minister, united church, is from where my older brothers were baptized and my parents wed.
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still no word on the baby's arrival.
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what's it to you?
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