When my mother died,
I finally got to meet my father,
Who I had seen everyday for nineteen years.
It’s true what they say:
The weight of shared grief
can either
bring you together
or
drive you apart.
– it’s never too late for a relationship..
When my mother died,
I finally got to meet my father,
Who I had seen everyday for nineteen years.
It’s true what they say:
The weight of shared grief
can either
bring you together
or
drive you apart.
– it’s never too late for a relationship..
