Grief can look like sobbing on the kitchen floor, or it can look like folding laundry in silence while something aches quietly underneath. It can look like forgetting for a moment, and then remembering all over again.
In this moment, without judging it or trying to make it sound better or worse than it is — how would you describe your grief today?
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