Originally published April 4th, 2011. When the person you love most dies, it doesn’t hurt. The word “hurt” implies that you feel something. The truth is, all you really feel is numb. I had two years to prepare for the death of my father. The clock began ticking the day the phone rang in my homeroom class during my senior of high school.
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