I've had a cough ever since I got back from Uganda November 15. I start to feel better, only to start coughing again and have that fatigue and malaise that comes with a cold or the flu.
That seems to describe grief journey very well. In fact I think I might just call it the grief flu. I start to feeling better only to come down with that same old malaise.
Yet I press on.
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