Sad time rolls around

October - soon it will be the first anniversary of Barbara's death. Today I read my niece's Facebook post about missing her Nana. Barbara was the cement that held her family together. Without the mortar of Barbara's love, the family seems to be adrift. Everyone struggles to get through the day, each day, and sometimes we fall apart without knowing why. As our pain lessens we move on with our lives. We try to celebrate the good times - marriage, birthdays, time spent together - but struggle to keep living our separate lives. We miss her so much, sometimes we just fall apart.

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