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| Rain's remains |
The raindrops remained on the leaves for so many hours after the downpour had stopped. It got me thinking about how everything has something that remains, often long after the event itself.
It has been a month since my mother's passing. What remains? Memories, of course, but what of her, what of her essence is still here?
I ponder this as the rain again begins to fall on yet another rainy day. It may take me a while to form clear thought on this.
We shall see.
they'll come in spurts and waves ......
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