From Tears to Ideas, the Healing Begins
Posted on May 21, 2009 - by Mary Bart
By Mary Bart — Words can barely describe the depth of loss I felt when my father died. I believe that I cried every day for at least a couple of years. My life felt so empty and so alone. I was 48 years old, and did not know how I was going to get on with my life. Every night, I would take my two dogs for a walk before heading to bed, and I would cry and talk with my dad. While my heart was broken with his loss, I still had the responsibility to help care for […]
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