Friday, January 16, 2009

In Memory

My first daughter, who died when she was 9, would have been 25 today. 

I think of how much I've enjoyed watching my other 2 children grow up. I miss having that with her.

Grief is always complex, fluxing as it does between sorrow and remembered joy.

Glad of the good that went before,
sad there couldn't be more.

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