Mourning Becomes Celebration

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Life is so unpredictable, incomprehensible, and never the same as we fantasize. I never thought that there would be a time when I would be the same as I wanted and desired. I guess nobody does. For me, life got off on the wrong foot. It was never a bed of roses for me, not even close. Maybe a bed of nails?

Life was harsh, living was harsh. Every day was a never-ending cycle. I got up, got ready, did my work, and…

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