I've written sad stories, now I want to…

I have always been a reflective person, from when I was a kid up in the plum tree in our backyard pondering my life, to my teenage years in boarding school when I sent my friends packets of letters every week. But my nephew Justin Andrew’s death in December made me go into myself in ways I’m still processing. I know grief intimately, but every grief is different. This time, I wanted a roadmap.

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