Someone had taken small rocks and shaped theminto a heart in the center of our driveso when we arrived, we knew we were not alone.At the front door, …
Coming Home the First Time after Our Son Died
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Bill Pearse
Writing is learning to see in the dark
Bill Pearse 
Thanks for sharing this one Bill, it’s a beautiful post.
Hoping all is going well with you and yours.
Cheers,
DD
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And you!
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Lovely…made me cry. Hope all is well with you, my friend.
best,
gregg
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Pardon my brevity; I’m sending from a mobile device.
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Powerful post, Bill. Thanks for sharing.
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She’s one of my favorite poets!
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