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doubt if you can remember
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2026-02-27 07:26:50
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doubt if you can remember doubt if you can remember Monday, December 22, 2014 This is where I begin, all over again. if only i could write to her. speaking would be too much. just to write and know she read my words. it's been more than two years, and you'd think i'd be over it. that i wouldn't still break down when i'm alone... after a half bottle of wine. but, the problem is that i am it. i am so much today defined by her absence. so much so that i wouldn't exist now if she hadn't died then. so, it's always there. At every moment some bit of me is thinking about it... maybe the tiniest little unconscious sliver. it's there, instead of her being here. i'm propelled by efforts to absolve myself from what i now know i should have done. and absolution from the resentment i hold for how she was. how she wouldn't accept it... and wouldn't let anyone else, either. now that remains. if only she could have been like our grandmother, hard edged until the end. ...
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