Some of you may remember me, some not. My 31 year old son left this earth in January 2109. It has been over 4 years, just shy of receiving his ashes at end of May 2019. Honestly, for the first two years, I thought I was okay. But, now my grief is in big-time rebound and it has really sunk in. I don't understand. Situation is: I can't see my three tender grand-girls because I have to give the older brother space to raise the grand-girls. They know their father's younger brother is...

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