Depressing
I can't figure out what makes me more sad: being reminded that Poppy is gone, or seeing how sad my grandmother is because of his absence. It comes across her in sudden and unexpected waves, and before I can steady myself, she'll have her arms around my neck while she sobs.
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death blows. Not only does it debilitate you, but all the people you love the most too. I'm so sorry, friend. (hug)
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