And I'm searching for a heart
Searching everyone.
They say love conquers all
You can't start it like a car
You can't stop it with a gun.
-Warren Zevon
No you cannot. Thirty-eight months today Mom died. The hole that her death tore into the charcoal briquette that masquerades as my heart has not closed. I question whether it ever shall.
Love you, Mom. Always have.
Always will.
-AK
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