12 days to go

In 12 days time it will be the second anniversary of my brother's death. So much time and yet so little, but I remember hearing somewhere that it takes two years to properly process grief. I believe I've done that now, and yet I can still be surprised. At least now the surprises are not the shocks they used to be, and I suppose that's as good a measure of recovery as any.

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