Whenever someone I love passes away I realize it more and more. The first I can really remember was a girl in my primary school. We were 12. Then my great-grandmother when I was about 15 or 16 years old. Yeah, I guess I was lucky. After that it was my Grandpa, my 2 year old niece, Eunice and her family. I guess those are just the ones who really hit me the worst.
What about you?
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