Overcoming grief is a little like climbing out of a very deep, dark hole. A part of you doesn't want to make the effort to ascend because it's an affirmation, an acceptance that everything has changed. It's like resurfacing, but missing one of your arms. I don't feel whole. Some might say that's the definition of depression. Whatever it is, I am definitely not in the holiday mood. This Christmas, there's a hole in my heart. And at least for now, I want to keep it that way. I miss you, Sammy.
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