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My birthday is October 23. My husband died this year on October 24. Earlier that week, everyone was saying, Oh I hope he doesn”t die on you birthday! That would be awful. Not for me. What difference does it make, I”d say. He will always have died just near my birthday, every year for the rest of my life. He will always have died just as the leaves were at their most vibrant peak of autumn. (I was always so proud about that happening so close to my birthday, like I had something to do with it.) Now autumn will be different, but I don”t know how. I really look forward to reading your blog. It helps. best custom essay
ReplyI’m so sorry to hear about your husband. Yes, autumn will be different for you. You can imagine the love your husband surrounds you with in the colors of the leaves and the rush of the wind. Thinking about you. Vicki
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