There was this older lady in my dream last night - I was sort of assisting her come down the stairs. The feeling of her arm on my mine felt exactly the same when Mommy used to hold my arm for balance.
There are moments I find peace, but oftentimes the pain of missing her is unbearable.
There are moments I find peace, but oftentimes the pain of missing her is unbearable.
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