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Postcards of Grief
Mourning is a process.
Comments on breast cancer by proxy, written by a woman coping with the loss of her mother.
Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Fucking, fucking, fuck
My tiny little program employs a work-study student named Mary. Mary's father just died. He had cancer. Mary is 21.
I'm so sorry, Mary. I am just so, so sorry.
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