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I remember feeling the kind of pain that was so much worse than any kind of physical pain could touch. No matter how hard I tried to explain it, letters mixed into words just couldn’t describe it. I waited for time to heal it, yet it only grew worse. I tried unspeakable ways to cope
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We all cross paths with adversity. We mourn, we weep, and we battle the challenges of healing in our own ways. Despair casts shadows differently for each of us. There is no playbook for any grieving process. Crisis can’t be measured nor is it palpable. It’s different for all of us as we all gauge
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One particular query that I have pondered frequently centers around whether our passing will ultimately represent our most significant impact. When considering such an idea, other related queries come forth. Exactly why do people endeavor towards various undertakings within their lifetimes? Can it simply boil down to mere recognition bestowed upon them by fellow human
