Then I did what every writer does when faced with overwhelming trauma: I wrote about it.
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To hold space for each other, gently.
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A lot of crying people. Who doesn’t know the heart-wrench sting of grief?
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maybe a good death means a good life. A life not full of unfulfilled dreams, or plans for the future that will never be realised.
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‘Do you want a drink?’ It was 11am, but you’re legally allowed to drink any time you like on the day you bury a parent, so I looked at her and said, ‘Christ, yes.’ She opened her giant mum handbag and handed me a Capri-Sun.
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then my aunt died. Her name was Jean and she was born brain damaged. My g
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