“I believed that flower was my son reincarnated. One believes the stupidest things in grief. I spoke to the flower and called it my son. And then I laughed because how ridiculous-how cruel, really—it would have been if my son was reincarnated as something so ephemeral, frail, and beautiful.” ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
— Mar 12, 2026 08:49AM
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