sleep
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I’m not sleeping well. I haven’t been for a while now. Though even now I’m telling half-truths, it’s more than not sleeping well. I am fearful at night, heart-pounding fear.
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He is alive
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I love Easter. Joy is over pouring in my heart. I will laugh and cry through this whole weekend because I can't keep it in. This is a new celebration in my life since the death of Marcus that is best explained through a journal entry written on the first Easter after his passing.
Read MoreFirst Day of Spring
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I love Spring. I become giddy. My heart bubbles, really it bubbles, with joy when I see buds on trees or the green stems of eventual flowers peaking through the dark cold earth. Where plants that have been dead or hiding know it's safe to come out again.
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I continue to find it difficult to express the pain of losing Marcus. It was paralyzing
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