One of the most wrenching things about grief, I think, is this feeling of not being able to breathe.
( Cut for more tl;dr about grief, D--, and what comes next... )
Would it be too much, do you think, if I dug around in my photo albums for pix of D-- to take along with the potted flowers when I drop by his parents' house tonight?
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( Cut for more tl;dr about grief, D--, and what comes next... )
Would it be too much, do you think, if I dug around in my photo albums for pix of D-- to take along with the potted flowers when I drop by his parents' house tonight?
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