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She’s gone. And this is what I know to be true.

She’s gone. And this is what I know to be true.

Tears flow as I write this. The silent ones that come with jagged breaths. I wish it wasn’t true.   She’s gone. Oh lady, this again?   How can it hurt so much?   I went to another funeral. Driving up to the cemetery. Words falling away. Polite waiting outside. Strangers connecting with understanding eyes. …

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Take a different kind of holiday

Take a different kind of holiday

‘I can’t stop worrying, Danielle’. Our conversation opens and here she is, another remarkable woman who needs to take a holiday.   It’s not the kind you’re thinking of before you think this is going to be a blindingly obvious insight. Bear with me, all will become clear. This is the kind of holiday you …

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