Nothing is sadder
Than a child’s funeral
Winter’s emptiness
It’s been several months since we buried my friend’s son. It was a wretched, painful day. I never want to feel that way again. Sadly, the odds are against me.
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Nothing is sadder
Than a child’s funeral
Winter’s emptiness
It’s been several months since we buried my friend’s son. It was a wretched, painful day. I never want to feel that way again. Sadly, the odds are against me.
