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  • Writer's pictureKim Nork

When I Grow Up

Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eye, the lump in your throat and in the hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

Parker's Preschool graduation 5 years ago. He always knew what he was destined for. I am grateful that he had the chance to play hockey with some of the most wonderful friends and families we have ever met.

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