I’m late in seeing this, but as someone who became a widow unexpectedly in my 40s, I just want to say I’m so sorry and if you ever want to reach out (to a total stranger who knows this loss), I’m here.
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I’m so sorry for you. I know this pain, too, my partner died and it’s just incredibly hard.
Happy and sad all at once! Love this story, don’t want it to end
Love Love love this! Can’t wait to read the whole thing all over again
Man Puts Glass Of Water On Bedside Table In Case He Needs To Make Huge Mess In Middle Of Night
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Wherever possible please buy your books directly from authors and/or publishers. Even ebooks (then Amazon can't delete them either). We make a better cut and you get the same thing or better, plus Bezos and ilk don't get richer. Win win win.
Yay will be good reading for the blizzard!
I’m so invested in this story!
Loving this story!
Loving this!!!
I am totally hooked! I love how it’s AU-ish, so so good!
“i am running into a new year” by Lucille Clifton i am running into a new year and the old years blow back like a wind that i catch in my hair like strong fingers like all my old promises and it will be hard to let go of what i said to myself about myself when i was sixteen and twenty-six and thirty-six even thirty-six but i am running into a new year and i beg what i love and i leave to forgive me
Lucille Clifton, always.
Loving this!
Soooo good! I’m hooked.
Cat Clinging To Side Of Christmas Tree Admits That Was Extent Of Plan -The Onion
Cat Clinging To Side Of Christmas Tree Admits That Was Extent Of Plan
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Edge of my seat!
Wasn’t sure how this would sit with me, since my partner died last year. But I’m loving it, thanks, can’t wait for more!
Same. When you find out why, lmk.
Man Says ‘Fuck It,’ Eats Lunch At 10:58 A.M. -The Onion
Man Says ‘Fuck It,’ Eats Lunch At 10:58 A.M.
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The thought, the words, the feeling, “I’ve missed you too,” catch in Olivia’s throat, unable to move past the shroud she’s woven of necessity, of longing, of grief.
“Yeah,” she offers instead, swallowing the truth and huffing softly, annoyed with herself for giving him even that much.
Death of a partner/spouse