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    Good Grief: Finding Hope At The End Of my Rope…

    As I sit in the cool night air, I am struck by the peace and calm of the insects singing all around me. This night seems to be in stark contrast to many of the nights that appeared to repeat in slight variations over the years. Grief is funny that way, and though I tried my best to ignore it both growing up and as an adult, the sadness of stolen moments just wouldn’t let me go. I know that every human being who has lived any significant amount of time will have experienced grief at some point. It always fascinates me how some people seem to heal quickly with…