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A year ago, a log with my Brandon fishing on it |
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Same location this year, just a dumb, empty, old, broken log |
Some days are harder than others. I'm not sure what makes it that way or what sets off my emotions. I hate when I feel all sappy and sad. I keep hoping one day my heart won't hurt so bad. It certainly doesn't seem to be getting easier almost a year later.
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