I sometimes dream of my BF who died in 2000. Sometimes he is gentle and kind in my dreams. Most times he is. But sometimes he is scary and I try to escape. Many years he has been dead now (like your sister) but I still have not found closure. My mind is trying but I still grieve.
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The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well. anonymous
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