I feel the familiar weight of the cloak of grief surround me, as the first thing I wake to this morning - after I glimpse the sun and brush my teeth - is the message “Kaitlin has transitioned - she is an ancestor now.”
I feel the familiar weight of the cloak of grief surround me, as the first thing I wake to this morning - after I glimpse the sun and brush my teeth - is the message “Kaitlin has transitioned - she is an ancestor now.”
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