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Those were the days my friend, and we thought they'd never end .... Mary Hopkins

Those were the days my friend, and we thought they'd never end .... Mary Hopkins

grief is like an ocean | Repinned by Melissa K. Nicholson, LMSW www.adoptioncounselinggr.com

Our Presence: The Gift That Really Matters to our Children

grief is like an ocean | Repinned by Melissa K. Nicholson, LMSW www.adoptioncounselinggr.com

Oh yes. Tell it, that surreal period in time. No one can even try to imagine what it is like until they also are forced to endure it.

Our Presence: The Gift That Really Matters to our Children

Oh yes. Tell it, that surreal period in time. No one can even try to imagine what it is like until they also are forced to endure it.

A Version of Mary Frye's "Do Not Stand at My Grave" poem. This link tells the background: http://www.businessballs.com/donotstandatmygraveandweep.htm

A Version of Mary Frye's "Do Not Stand at My Grave" poem. This link tells the background: http://www.businessballs.com/donotstandatmygraveandweep.htm

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