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Widower
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She did not belong to the healthy group of widows and widowers who, after mourning, would nurture the seed of their grief into growing from loss—perhaps continuing the dreams of the lost, or learning to cherish alone the things they’d cherished together.
She belonged instead to the sad lot who clung to grief, who nurtured it by never moving beyond it. They’d shelter it deep inside where the years padded it in saudade layers like some malignant pearl.
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― A Star-Reckoner's Lot
― A Star-Reckoner's Lot
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Bachelor isn't right, I know. I'm a widower. But I hate that word. It reminds me that you're not here, and you're not ever going to be here, and then if feels like my chest is having an earthquake. So I say bachelor.
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― Familiaris
― Familiaris
