January 9th, 2017

January 9th, 2017

We left her on a hill in her home state of West Virginia, with her Mother, her Father, her oldest brother, and her oldest sister. Her casket had a bouquet of yellow roses.

The words the preacher spoke were old. They were comforting.

I wasn’t supposed to have to carry her casket, but I did.


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