I Remember Bread on Thursdays

I distinctly remember this day, in 2006.  And I remember writing about it as my first blog post, ever.  Tears poured down my face, on both occasions.  (This was fitting.)

In those days, I often said things like, “my heart hurts.”  

All the same, I remember when a wise little one wrote me a song/poem on a white piece of folded paper that partly read there is nothing good in good-bye.

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