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I wrote this story because I needed to, when, so many years after losing my sister, I found myself daily, hourly sometimes, being touched by life in some way that brought up her "missing-ness." Like an invisible shard in my heart, it doesn't show when you look at me, but there it sits, in the center of my chest, a shard now turned to crystal that casts its light and color over my life. Inside that crystal, Kathy is still with me. I know I am not alone in this experience.
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Now that he's gone, I feel like I'm a senior citizen who gave away her life savings over the phone.
And this is the crux: I never in my life believed in someone as much as I believed in him.
The shame is overwhelming.
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― Your Voice in My Head
― Your Voice in My Head
