Tuesday, March 19, 2019
Ruby red slippers
While one may feel that grief is like falling down a rabbit hole, losing a spouse to me is more like being sucked up into a vortex and set down in some unknown land. All you want to do is get back to where you belong - and of course, to find that out, an adventure of discovery ensues. Two and a half years after Pat died, I just discovered that I was wearing ruby red slippers and had the power all along to get myself to where I needed to go.
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