My Six-Year Grief Road Map
Year six without my daughter begins with a too-warm winter and my commitment to make the most of spring.
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7 min readMar 22
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Year 1
The first year is hard to recall with clarity except for the moment she died. She is in her own bed. I sit beside her and wish, with my whole heart, that I can die in her place. Is that such a strange thing to…