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9:57AM

I wish I could figure out what sets me off. I've moment I'm having a lovely day then I doze a bit and have whacked out dreams. The rest of the day I'm a blubbering mess and at 3:00 am ask the all to familiar question: "why can't I sleep?"

I suppose this is why grief is so hard on family and friends. They are just as confused by the emotions as you are.

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