This weekend, my uncle passed away.
I'm sad, but there's a strange comfort about being here at NPH. Being in the presence of my kids, of kids who have lost so much more than I have at a far younger age than anyone should, has calmed me. I feel far from alone.
I realized that I have become part of another family. And as long as I'm with my second family, the grief is bearable and loneliness a long way off.
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