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A glimpse into the mind of a grieving mother

Most days when I wake up, I have to remind myself that my daughter passed away.  I still truly cannot believe it.  It's a daily struggle to force myself out into the world.  If you have seen me out and about, I may have appeared calm, cool, and collected, but under that facade my skin is absolutely crawling.  I find myself avoiding....literally avoiding anything and everyone that I can.  I find it tragically difficult to know that some people will meet me without ever knowing Bridget.  Without knowing the mother I WAS when Bridget was still here with us.  I feel so.much.guilt.  So instead, I find distractions.  They come in the form of writing, reading, isolating, 'chalk-therapy', or music.  If I can avoid it...maybe none of the last year and a half has happened. They always tell you that when you have children, a piece of your heart goes with them wherever they go.  It's difficult to send your child off to kindergarten.  It ha...

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