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Promise The Grief Won’t Go On Forever

I understand that I am getting perilously close to turning this into a Grief Blog, but before I progress to the giving-away-all-mama’s-yarn stage of Southern Mourning, I have to relate yet another moment of grace, which came at the hands of my dear friends Tricia and Burt, who drove down from Tallahassee in the withering heat to attend the funeral. Burt is an old Mayranna boy (in her career-girl days, mama once worked for his family at Gillis Insurance Company) and in lue of flowers, he brought me a giant zip-lock bag of chocolate-chip monster cookies. Click here to continue...

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