This is SO HARD
The other morning, I dreamt that I was sitting on the beach. After some time, my mom (who died 2 months after Suzy) appeared. She said to me, "Suzy is afraid you are forgetting her." I woke up sobbing.
My God, this is hard enough without messages from beyond the grave dancing in my head.
My God, this is hard enough without messages from beyond the grave dancing in my head.

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