Tag: compassion
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March 22 Has Changed, Again (and I couldn’t be happier)
It’s that time. Deathiversary season. This year? We gonna party, and celebrate what IS. March 22. The day she died. I don’t TRY to remember that date. I don’t have it marked on any calendars or set in reminders or on any to-do lists. That date is just somehow biologically ingrained into me – it…