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Love for Ruby

  Love for Ruby......today, and every day. Every second. The all-encompassing love and sadness. There aren't words. How could there be words to describe this kind of grief. A name, for the loss of a child. To name the ocean you sink to the bottom of, to name the horror of your existence. To give it a separate name would be to recognize its existence. Even though it shouldn't exist.  

  I decided to start a blog because I'm tired of Facebook. Tired of trying to put my thoughts into a tiny paragraph, tired of worrying I am saying too much or too little. Too many tiny posts, compact yet rambling, trying to explain the unexplainable. 

  So, if nothing else, I can ramble here. For me, for Ruby. Always for Ruby. 


    

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