When R lost his childhood pediatrician, whom he hadn't seen in 30 plus years, the pain and grief were practically insurmountable.
Later that year he would lose his cousin's husband's nephew.
He would ask the same question that you may be asking yourself right now....
"How much pain can one man endure?"
Only the comforting warmth of many facebook messages and status likes would sooth the burning of his agonized soul.
Marriage to R has helped me to realize that a grief vulture is not made...he is born.
His wings bright, his face ever turned towards the dark clouds on the horizon.
He knows trouble and pain are only a moment away.
This poem talks about tears and uses the word "content".
Who comes up with this crap?
Anyway,
Welcome to the Three Sisters Blog.
And Welcome to McDonald's...what can I get you?
L
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