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When a spouse dies, you become a widow or widower, but there is no word for what you become when you lose a child. Perhaps it’s because there is simply no language to describe that kind of devastation.
When Faith died, well-wishers assured me that “time heals all wounds,” but the reality is grief does not possess an expiration date, and my anguish is ever present, an internal jagged scar that will never fade away.
